I worked eleven hours Saturday, twelve hours yesterday and put in another five hours this morning. And so you know what I told my boss (and also, my husband) a few minutes ago?
I told him I was going home and that I would not (repeat NOT) be coming back to work today.
And you know what he said? He said,“Great idea!”
I just love my boss. (And also my husband.)
Since my recent schedule has not left me with a plethora of blog writing moments, I’ll just share with you some photos I took very early Saturday morning as I was leaving town for a meeting for women ministers.
As you look at the following photos, please keep in mind that it was twenty-nine degrees out when I was taking them. Now I know that my northern readers all think that twenty-nine degrees is rather balmy, but for this Southern gal, it is stinkin’ cold!
But I will have you know that I sacrificed twenty minutes in my warm, comfy car for the sake of art and beauty and Outer Bank sunrises. (A pretty good trade off, I must say.)
May I also just mention that not only was it very early and very cold, but I also had to overcome my fear of standing on a tiny little walkway that jutted out tentatively over cold, dark water. I am not a swimmer and sometimes I even get a little queasy when I’m crossing a bridge and looking down at the water; therefore, I am quite proud of myself for walking all the way to the end of that teensy, weensy, baby boardwalk. If I’d lost my balance and gone overboard, there would have been nothing left but a Nikon and a gurgle which is not something I even want to think about.
So I won’t. Instead, I will just show you the pictures.
I absolutely love the golden light and the early morning stillness that visited water and sky alike; when I think of all the things that God has ever created, I still believe that His specialty is early mornings by the water.
Note: Thanks for your continued patience with this font issue I’ve been having. My eventual goal is to bring it down in size just a little but leave it large enough to read easily. Unfortunately, there are some behind the scenes issues with coding that is making things a little more complicated than we originally anticipated.
Look, 29˚!! Now THAT sounds more like late Jan/early Feb. Here’s another “it’s so different” tidbit — when it gets to those temps here everyone gets very nervous. If the temp rises to near or above freezing in Fairbanks, as they did early last month, things start melting. Then temperatures plummet again, and everything freezes solid — roads are like ice rinks, door locks (and often doors themselves) are frozen shut, there are mechanical failures left and right. We much prefer the stability of our solidly cold winters!
Kristina,
Yikes, I hadn’t thought of things melting and then refreezing, making a horrible mess. I can certainly understand why you all prefer to stay solidly frozen!
Linda, you’re absolutely right when you say God is an amazing artist. Thankful for HIS creation and also, for the creation of the camera!
Absolutely beautiful photos! God is an amazing artist and you have certainly captured some of His most beautiful work!
Linda in Pittsburgh
Becky, you said it best – His specialty is early mornings by the water. Couldn’t agree more. Thanks for lifting up by Monday morning.
Mary, glad to make your Monday a little happier, a little brighter!
Beautiful photos, Becky. And yes, up here in God’s country(MN) we would think 29 degrees was pretty ok these days. How the heck did you grow up in WI without learning how to swim? Never too late!
Liz, I’m not quite sure how I grew up in WI not learning to swim. (Although I can float on my back and dog paddle so I do have two teeny swimming skills.) 🙂 I would love to learn as an adult but don’t have much confidence that I can actually succeed.
the font is a normal size until I hit comment, then it sorta explodes
.Love the sun’s rays!!!!
Mrs. Pam, hmmmm. I tried to leave a comment myself but did not experience the Exploding Font Phenomenon. Technology is strange . . .
As usual, beautiful, amazing photos!
You and I have the same problem. If you were to walk on a sidewalk the same width as that boardwalk, you’d have no trouble at all staying on the sidewalk and off the grass, would you? But stick it above very cold water, and it’s an issue!
When I have to walk on a boardwalk like that (and I’m just not wired to pass an opportunity to get closer to anything water), I keep reminding myself of my sidewalk/grass analogy above. Sometimes it even works!
Jan, I’m like you; I’m just not wired to pass an opportunity to get closer to water. But I have to say that that little boardwalk truly tested my mettle. I will have to try your sidewalk/grass analogy the next time! 🙂