The Cove

There are times that I just want to stay still and not move. The image is just too beautiful not to stop for extended moments and take notice.  Our little cove that I can see this time of year from our bed affords the most luscious views. This morning the sunrise was a rosy pink smudged, just above the horizon.  When I stop at the end of the road on my way to work each day, I take notice of the full expansive beauty of the cove, some days are a slate blue hue, while others are peachy or yellow.  I never tire of this ever-changing image that fills me with gratitude