In high school, I used to get up at 6 a.m. every morning. Half asleep, I’d typically drag myself out of bed. I never appreciated the beauty of the morning, but now I find myself missing those quiet moments.
Thankfully, though, I can always count on my mom to whip out her trusty iPhone to snap a photo or two. Bright and early at 7 a.m. Don’t these photos just scream “GOOD MORNING!!”?? xoxo