Okay, who's idea was it to have the sunrise photo be right smack in the dead of winter? Someone who lives on the opposite side of the world from me, I'm guessing. I set my alarm for 7:30 this morning (on a day when I could have slept in...) and very reluctantly got out of bed to see what kind of sunrise we were going to have. The coal fire didn't really get going very vigorously last night so it was 60 deg. in the house this morning. (Why is it that a 60 deg. morning in the summer would be delicious?) But I went downstairs, flung open the sliding door and was assaulted by a temp of -3, ran to the edge of my deck (barefooted, mind you!) and snapped that photo. All of sudden, that 60 degrees INside felt pretty good. But nothing felt better than crawling back into my cozy soft bed. (See yesterday's post...)
Upon wakening an hour or so later, I noticed the frosty play of light on my bedroom curtains. Of course, I'd left my DSLR downstairs, and with the house still being very cold, I snapped the following with my iPhone. And then took a very warm shower... Good news. As I write and post this, the outside temps have risen to 13 deg., but, more importantly, the coal has warmed us up to 70 deg. now.