What do you do when your five year old wakes up at five in the morning?
You tell him to get dressed and you walk him up a mountain, that's what you do.
You greet the day together and sing the sun up.
You marvel at so much color, a love affair, the erotic dance of sun and sky, of cloud and color, of wind and air.
And you remember that everyday affords as many miracles as there are breaths and if we are lucky we will find ourselves, head over heels, tumbling into the love of which we are all a part.
Good morning SONSHINE!