My youngest sister is out here visiting thanks to a business trip. When she got in last night, N told her to get up early in the morning to see the most beautiful sight.

He was talking about the view from our living room. The easterly view of the trees in our yard, the valley, the snow-capped Cascades, and the sun.

This is why it has been easier to get up in the morning. Beauty.

[this is my favorite part of the morning. I didn't know it was also his.]

What do you think?