A pleasantly cool Sunday morning... with a Sunday morning quietude going on. Even the chickens around the corner are not their normally chatty selves. Maybe they feel the poultry dinner doldrums as we close in on Turkey Day. Somewhere way off a train whistle blows. Soon the quietness will be…
Today the world has pulled the covers up over its head. Trying to get a little bit more sleep before being forced to face the craziness... Foggy mornings are different... almost surreal. Birds sound closer, trains sound far off, traffic noise seems to come from different directions than normal. Everything…
It's not quite as cool. The sky's not a vibrantly clear. Sunrise this morning is actually a bit more interesting with the addition of the clouds. Though it's a bit funny the way those dark clouds dissipate almost the minute they feel the sun. But, the clouds on the eastern…
Once more around the clock. Cool, 45 degrees... check. Bright, cloudless skies... check. My breath visible... check. Ahhhhhh... if only this was our normal I'd be extremely happy. There's a flock of midsized birds in the woods... I don't recognize their chatter. With the glare of the rising sun in…
It's cold and crisp this morning. The sounds of trains, traffic, and crows fill the pre-sunup day. Birds chirp and chatter. And every breath I take is visible in the air before me. I find myself at a loss for words today. Sitting, listening, thinking... not writing. It's just after…
It twas a very strange morning on the back porch. Warm and muggy when I walked out and thirty minutes later it was cool and blustery. It was probably the warmest time of the day with a temperature of 74 degrees. Now, I'm back inside and the temperature has ballen…
I lay in bed a while after the alarm... wasn't really asleep. I had actually been awake for a bit before the alarm... in that half world of fantasy and reality... thoughts running through my head. Once I decided to move I wandered about my morning routine... with the added…
The morning starts out warm and gray. An overall, overreaching, overwhelming gray to the world. Even the normally unheard cows in the neighbor's pasture are mooing mournfully. This transitional weather leaves a lot to be desired. Waiting for the change, anticipating the change even, frustrated by the slowness of the…
The sun rises onto a cooler morning on the back porch. Not a lot cooler, but here in Texas every little bit helps. Once again the prognosticators are foretelling of a high in the 80's. Once again we are forced to watch a petulant schoolyard bully bluster and lie about…
It's another hazy, overcast, almost cool fall morning. The second train of the morning is going through town. And a bird I like to call the squeaky gate bird is calling from the pine trees. It's probably just a secondary call of a blue jay, since I usually hear it…
As you can see, yesterday's fog is back and lower. The world feels smaller, more closely held, layers of gray. The overnight lows are easing back up. It's warm enough to make the ceiling fans a a luxury I might not need but can enjoy. The birds are a bit…
It's a pleasant 68 degrees this morning under a rising dense fog. There's a lite breeze blowing from the north. Chicken sounds are coming from the place around the corner. I'm glad I don't live closer. It must be a bit like living close to a commercial chicken house. Color…
The ground fog is thickening as the morning brightens. It's cool out, but not as nippy as it has been. My thermometer said 56 before I walked our. It's cool enough to see my breath. But not cool enough to make me feel underdressed in my shorts and Henley. We…
I woke up, once again, before the alarm. There was such a glow in the bathroom window I had to rush out and capture the sunrise... boy, was it worth it! Now I'm back inside checking to see if anything has changed in the counting of the vote... looks pretty…
Daylight Savings Time has gone for another year and my alarm goes off just before sunrise. So my morning coffee muses won't be spent waiting for the light. The three shots above were taken right after I walked out this morning. And quiet it isn't. Birds are singing all around…
I now recall the real reason for the umbrella. Even with the alarm going of at 6:30 the sun comes up pretty quickly once we are back on "standard" time. It takes the umbrella to keep the rising sun from my eyes. The first thing I heard this morning was…
Another very cool morning with starry skies. I added a layer to my henley... my fleece hoodie is just enough to keep me comfortable enough to stay on the porch for awhile. The weather app is reporting a temp of 46 degrees. An invigorating temperature to say the least. A…
Western sky. It's really quiet out this morning on the back porch. Seemingly more so because of a lack of need for the ceiling fans. The weather app on my phone says it's 63 degrees but it doesn't feel that cool. The sensor on the back porch was reading 67...…
It's not so cool, and it's overcast this morning. It's late, as usual for a Sunday morning. Other than a train moving down the rails blasting at the crossings, it's even pretty quiet. I can't see that the clouds are even moving. Gary Myers had a good post about the…
Ah, Saturday morning. Add in a cool front that had this morning's temperature in the 50's and a cool north breeze and the morning couldn't get much better. Though, I had to open the umbrella to keep the sun's glare out of my eyes so I can enjoy the morning.…
It's 50 minutes till sunrise, but already I can see fog around the lights in the neighborhood. It's not the normal ground fog either... even in the dark I can see it reaches to the tops of the trees. While it's not a pea soup kind of fog, I'm sure…
Shortly after first light, it's a different story from yesterday. I would have said it was fogless, but in the last five minutes the ground fog has seemed to rise up from the grass like the ghosts of days long gone. This morning multiple flights of whistling ducks flew over…
Walking out 15 minutes before first light to just a glow in the east. It's cooler this morning, but still not below 70 degrees. And, I can see the humidity, a layer of wafting fog... almost not there but there. Layers coalescing and separating, combining and dividing, dancing to the…
When I first walked out this morning the upper seventies temperature and the humidity hit me in the face. Such a very different way to start the week than the way we ended the last one. The eastern sky is just beginning to lighten. It pretty much is just as…
I had to open the umbrella again this morning... Clear skys, bright sunshine, slightly foggy air made it unbearably, glaringly brite. Opening the umbrella I woke a anole that had taken refuge inside the closed fabric... he is still roaming the fabric looking for breakfast. The morning an hour after…
There was no sunrise this morning. A cool blustery darkness greeted my appearance on the back porch. It was so dark for so long I had trouble sipping from my insulated travel mug. I couldn't see the hole in the top... black on black in an unaccustomed blackness. And to…
Walking out before "first light" in the morning, the sliver of a moon hangs like a stylized bowl just a bit above the horizon. Once the sky lightens enough to photograph though, that bare sliver fades into the background. By the time the shot above was taken, three separate flights…
This is a nice morning. Two flights of whistling ducks flew over. At least three dozen birds or more. The sky is colorful. A mockingbird is starting to sing early. Well I made it to the polls yesterday. When Sherry got home from work we drove to the library to…
