The morning sun greeted me as I traveled the valley. The dew was still on the grass and fog was low on the ground. It was just around seven and a sweater would have felt good. The air was crisp and fresh and the grass is greening up again.
The fog on the pond reminded me of the Creature From The Black Lagoon but I didn't see him, although he could have been there. The dogs were finding great smells and enjoying hunting for any critters they could find.
The sun, coming over the mountain, was breathtaking. The images in the pond were almost as clear as the actual objects. The rain has filled the pond to overflowing again and I am so grateful.
There is just something about the morning light that makes every shot look good. I love the brightness and the shadows and the quiet of a morning walk.
I am spotted by Arrow and the horses quickly surround me in hopes of treats. I scratch them and hug them and bury my nose in their hair to enjoy the smell of a horse...nothing in the world, to me, smells as sweet.