My First Love
Mornings are the most beautiful time of day in my opinion. It doesn’t matter what the weather is like. A new morning is like a new start for all those that might need one. I stopped and took this photograph on my way to work one enchanting morning. I love that the fog was just starting to gently lift off the grass when I took this.
When I was a child I would look for nature all around me. I didn’t find much of it being as I was born in Los Angeles. I had all the structures, smog, cars and people a person could ever need. When it came to raw and natural elements I felt a little deprived. I think that’s was when I began searching for the beauty in everything around me. When I found a glimpse of something beautiful I learned to revere it intensely. I value every new morning and I love nature more and more as time passes.
Nature is everyone’s first love…isn’t it?