Morning light. Sometimes you wake up mightily irritated by people who most love you. Expectations to get things done… and when the morning chill has reminded you, of winters quite a few, that you laughed, cried, moaned, complained, smiled, hurt… well… simply lived through, before you realise, your spirits are high, and with a sigh, you are in love again.
What a morning! Wavering dangerously, I managed to live through.
Morning mood swings in pictures from earlier today: