Admittedly, I'm a wimp in the heat. Which in the summer has me getting up with the sun so that I can actually enjoy being outside. After a bit of an adjustment period, I have come to cherish my early mornings. From the birds singing, to the light cool breeze that seems to bring the sun up over the horizon, to the soft glowing light, early mornings provide me with much needed space to be quiet and present. In that space I can see clearly the wonders around me, like the wild Baby's Breath above. The way the light surrounds each tiny bloom, reaching upwards toward that beautiful, soft, morning light is truly a little pice of magic.