For the last four years, this has been my view from our kitchen window every single morning:
The tree changes with the seasons, but the way the light captures and warms the branches as the sun rises over the mountains always makes me want to lasso in the beauty with the help of my camera. Of course, I can’t do justice to that slanting morning light.
It makes me pause every day and soak in an instant of beauty while I’m rinsing dishes.
Even though the tree is technically in our next door neighbor’s yard, I like to claim it as our own.
The spring blooms make it that much more breathtaking.
It doesn’t hurt that “my tree” is in the shadow of the Rocky Mountains either.