we live on top of a mountain
and when B gets up for work every morning, so do I.
I roll out of bed (literally with this pregnant belly) and go downstairs to make him coffee.
then while Booboo still sleeps, I creep on facebook, or look at pinspiration, or make new blog posts.
but on most days, i can't help but take a picture of the sun rising.
because i can see it out my dining room window (where i sit with my computer)
and it is a reminder of how everyday has the potential to be awesomely magical.