I wasn't very happy this morning. As you know I've been feeling proper sorry for myself this week with a long-lasting sore throat. Well, I had to go to work this morning and, to make it worse, I had to be there for 8 am to receive the bedding for the night shelter tonight. (The night shelter provides accommodation for rough sleepers in the coldest months of the year. Seven churches take it in turns to open one night a week and the beds and bedding are passed from church to church.)
Because I've been tired and sleeping late I was anxious about being able to wake up early with the result that I woke every hour from about 3 am. So it was a pretty grumpy Lizzie that finally arrived in work this morning in time to receive the bedding. Not much to be happy about so far. (Except the obvious things like having a warm safe bed to have to get out of.)
The sun was already up - I wasn't that early - but as it continued to rise it shone in through my office window. I glanced around at the source of the light and it was heavenly. A glorious creamy-white light with just a hint of pinks intermingling, surrounding the blinding molten white ball.
I didn't have my camera so you'll have to make do with an old photo of an early morning sun to get an idea of what made me happy today.
