My Morning Fling with Nature

 

Wait...

   she pleaded breathlessly...

 

I've come all this way to see you...

Please don't run--

--don't hide from me,

Don’t make me beg.

Look at me just once

Let me see your smile

The color of your soul and

Just let me love you.

- T

As I was finishing up my morning stretches this morning, listening to Winter Sonata on Pandora, I looked out the back porch door and I saw the arrival of the day's first light, partly obscured by denim-blue clouds.  Love at first sight.

 

The sunrise was flirting with my heart.

 

With only shorts and a tank top on, I quickly grabbed my camera, threw on my ski jacket hanging by the back door, and ran in haste out the back door.  I cut through the neighbor's yard to save time, never taking my eyes off the sky, determined to make this date with nature before the swiftly-moving clouds robbed me of my early morning clandestine affair.

 

Run faster, T...

 

As I topped the hill to our subdivision, I knew I had no time to spare.  I sprinted the last bit of distance, oblivious to the cold morning air on my thighs, my fingers beginning to sting.  I grabbed my camera and I began shooting away, intoxicated with the joy of even a hasty glimpse of one of life's greatest pleasures, my desire to partake ensconcing the effects of the freezing temperatures on my body...

 

and then the words from my heart began to form on my lips...

 

My morning fling with nature.