Morning

I know those on the East Coast are waking up to the early arrival winds of Hurricane Sandy, but here, it was almost a magical morning.  I'm not sure if you'd call it twilight or dawn.

twilight. the light from the sky between full night and sunrise or between sunset and full night produced by diffusion of sunlight through the atmosphere and its dust

dawn. to begin to grow light as the sun rises

Calm. Peaceful. The setting moon - large, bright and mesmerizing, as I drove Morgan to school.  The brightening, beginning colors of daybreak, framed with the wisps of clouds, as I drove back home.

No pictures to capture it, but I paused to appreciate the way the moment spoke to my soul. Thank you, Lord!