I was up with the lark this morning - even before the sun had, had a chance to rub the sleepy dust from her eyes.
I don't do early starts all that well.
Don't get me wrong I'm not normally a grumpy kind of person (though I'm sure my other half would disagree) and when I actually get going I can wake up pretty quickly.
But give me the choice of being snuggled up in bed under an assortment of feather down coverings or plodding down stairs to pop the kettle on before the sun has risen whilst the rest of the house sleeps, well............I'd take my bed any day. Until about eight-ish anyway, if I could.
It was so misty this morning and I remember thinking 'pah' to the prediction of any warmth today.
But ever so slowly the sun did peek her head over the chimney pots and all that mist turned into tiny little droplets of condensation - touching everything as it rose under the sun's warming rays.
I was spellbound.
The rest of the house was awake by now. Pitter patter of tiny feet, the toilet flushing and sleepy heads emerging one by one into the comfort of the kitchen.
I should of been making lunches - I know - but I couldn't resist pulling on my wellies (with nightie - perfect morning attire) and stepping out into the day, watching it unfold, mesmerised, for a few short moments.
Now I have to be the first at admitting I'm pretty fed up with the spiders at the moment.
Wherever I seem to tread I always get a face full of their lacy webs and we've even started taken to watching where we step of a morning.
The garden gate is a favourite haunt of theirs and one of us always walks slap bang into at least three webs.
Carefully negotiating the pathways and pushing aside their hard worked creations all waiting for the morning catchings - including me.....yuk!
Spider (and web) for breakfast - no thank you.
Though this morning was a completely different story - I didn't want to disturb a single web.
Just watch them come to life as the sun's rays struck out like little beams and all the condensation gently scattered making them shimmer and glimmer.
It was almost like something out of a spy movie with rays shooting across a room protecting and keeping guard of a valuable thing, but instead of trigger rays it was spider webs all criss crossing around the garden.
I had to keep going to the back door just in case I was missing something. Much to the annoyance of the hungry little people.
If you look very closely at the picture above, you may just be able to make out the mist as it lifts.