A writing prompt on a chilly morning here in Heathcote . . .
Thick frost crunched on the ground beneath her feet.
I confess I haven’t experienced it this morning, just looked out the window . . . that’s close enough for me just now!
I’ll stay here by the fire for a little longer 🙂
Morning across Strathdale Lions Park, Bendigo.
Who wouldn’t wake up smiling looking at this wonderful clock 🙂
My son Elijah gave it to me a few years back and it is a constant reminder of his childhood . . . he was a very early riser and would race in every morning with a huge grin and “Wakey, wakey!” I treasure the memories 🙂