...said Cat Stevens in his song...and "Mine is the morning, mine is the sunlight...".
Mornings are mine and have always been. Like a gift from another day in life.
Quietly walking the house, before moving around and often long before my neighbors are up.
Waiting for the first rays of the sun through my bed room window and light over Eftalou from roof top, out to streets and alleys of my village, along beaches and into the woods, with heart beats of expectancy.
Lesvos gives me more than I can handle of astonishing beauty, though she never knows when I borrow an angle or two, but generosity belongs to her.
Nikon 700, 24-70 1,2