Okay, so it's not technically ALL mine, but this is what is directly outside the sliding glass door of my kitchen/living/breakfast room.
I waited a bit after I woke up to take the photo because it was sooo foggy and whimsical and I wanted to save that all to myself. So you get this. A slightly less whimsical morning outside my window.
Can't you just imagine a cozy English cottage fashioned out of stone with ivy crawling up the sides? And a couple of sheep chewin on grasses?
Really, there's just a playground out there. A stately, magical sort of playground. (okay. it's just some mulch and a jungle gym. don't ruin my fantasy.)
If you peeped in at me from out here (which only a TRUE blog-stalker would do) you'd see me drinking coffee from my big purple mug at the kitchen island. And maybe I'd be wearing pj pants. But probably not.
Nobody is awake here yet, anyway. I can go pantsless if I want.
This is a good morning.