Mornings like this

The marine layer sits on the city allowing you to hold onto last night's dreams for a bit longer. Pink sunlight bathes the mammoth mountains to the west, but the air is complacently cold. Sweaters are required. You have to warm the car up, but that's ok, because the extra time just means more Ulrich Schnauss.


Philip said...

beautiful, I could feel it as I read it. Br-r-r-r!

heidi said...

super lovely