This morning, it dawned bright and cold and crisp--an authentic almost-winter-morning, and I was up with the sunrise to capture its first rays.
I love these frosty mornings, when you're cozy inside before your freshly-decorated Christmas tree, eating warm oatmeal before the fire. Outside, it's a wonderland of sparkling frost-covered foliage, bare tree limbs and left over leaf piles.
And it is the perfect day for an impromptu Winter picnic.
We grabbed our scarves, hats, and gloves, then piled in Olivia's little rig to hit the back roads. We went through forest and fields until we came to the perfect little trail meandering deep into the woods.
..Out came the thermos full of hot stew, apple cider, warm cheese biscuits and tangy tangerines.
It was perfect. Just the trees, the cold blue sky, and we, on our Winter picnic.