in the morning sun
even the treacherous thorns
are worth gazing at 🦊❤️
The morning sun is the great transformer. Whenever I am at races with my kids and they are suffering through a long, cold and lonely night of running in the woods, I always tell them, “The sun will be up soon and things will be easier.” And most of the time it is… 🦊❤️
(My friend Sadhya taught me a new word today. Apricity - warmth of the sun in winter)