Early morning hours.

Like Bart Simpson, I didn’t even know that there is a 5 am. “When did they start that,” Bart asked.  Obviously, I know. I’m rarely up at that time. I like to work into the night. My job has never been anything like 9 to 5. For me, it’s always been work late, sleep late.

Unless.

Some dog needs to go out. And, demands a walk.

Those really early morning walks are not short. The dog who sees things gets all excited. She wants to walk. I’m not excited. I’m lucky to get into coffee into my system. I’m even luckier if I can see straight. And, not fall on my face.

When I do manage, it’s worth it. Wonderful morning light. Especially in winter. Except for right now since everything is bathed in fog. That’ll change in a day. An hour. A few minutes. I know what you’re thinking. I should be working in the foggy soft light. I’d like that. But, can we have a word about Louisiana drivers? You know what I’m about to say. So, I won’t bore you. Even with new laws; people still text, talk on their phones, put their make-up on, tie their ties, eat a donut, or a breakfast burrito. Everything but actually drive. So… in the fog? Not me.

The picture. I enhanced it a little in post production. It didn’t really need much, but I did want you to feel what I saw. Yes. It’s another tree. Trees are about rebirth. Enjoy them for now. I’ll move on. I always do.