Saturday Mornings

               I went to bed Friday with the intent of sleeping in Saturday morning. Now granted that for me that meant till like ten, but wouldn't you know it, Saturday morning I found myself wide awake at 7:23.  Disgusting right? :)
               I wasn't surprised though. You see,  mornings and I have always had this passionate love affair. There's just something totally intoxicating in the fresh dawning of a new day.  I simply cannot resist the urgent beckoning of sunshine peeping through my window. 

               Austin College, like most other college campuses I would imagine, is pretty much dead on a Saturday morning. I don't mind. I enjoy my quite mornings. Saturday mornings have become a haven in my hectic week. It's a time when I can really clear my mind and recharge.
               I love our campus in the morning light. In fact it's in the morning, as the sunshine begins to chase away night's sleepy shadows, that our campus looks the most beautiful.

               When I wander Saturday mornings, I'm always amazed by all the new things I see and discover.  On this particular Saturday morning, I was enchanted by our silly squirrels! I swear this little guy was posing for me.
 

Then I saw the roses....

Having grown up in the north, the fact that flowers bloom all the way into October is still a really big deal.

                
              
            "Some people are better at night. I'm better in the morning. Like a flower that opens with the sunlight and closes with darkness." (Micheal Eigen, Ecstasy). That's me! I really do love mornings. There is something magical and beautiful about them and I'm addicted.