I love mornings. I love leaving the blinds open at night so I could wake up to the morning sun.
I love when there actually is sun in the morning. It brings hope, wiping everything from yesterday off and literally bringing light to a new day. The sun brings a promise that maybe this day will be different, maybe things will slowly move forward, maybe you will get the chance to do better.
What the sun doesn’t bring is a plan for the maybe’s. Ten minutes in and it’s up to you to get up and face everything.
This year I have been lucky to have my bedroom window facing the east and this spring season starting incredibly sunnily. I get to experience such warmth and beauty, even the bedsheets become less welcoming in the presence of the morning sun. What a queen.
Most mornings are successful. This set of photos is from one of such.
I hope you liked this experimental photoset! Let me know in the comments if you’re a morning person: the rare kind 👀