Last night I captured the last light of 2018, as it fell across our yard. Then we celebrated the coming of the new year, cozy in our home, with family. The boys even shone a few lights of their own.
This morning, I woke early (not bright tho, as my two little monkey's decided 4:50 was a great time to wake up). But later I popped out again to capture the first light of 2019, rising over our pasture.
We still have quite a bit of winter ahead of us, and many, many days before the grass will be growing again, but it is easy to be filled with anticipation for what the new year will bring.
Chickens in our barn (that's the moon, and Saturn just below to the left by the way).
My garden overflowing with fresh foods and flowers.
And lots of love and laughter!
All the best this year.
