Sunday, January 26, 2014

Upon A Sunday Morning

Looking North
As I looked northwards this Sunday morning, this is what I saw.

Yes, it was cold, about 17 degrees F, with a brisk wind causing Old Glory to snap and flutter from the flag staff.

A fresh dusting of snow was upon the frozen ground.

Every morning starts something like this.

But today, when I saw the flag, I had to take a picture.

While it's not exactly dawn's early light, to see Old Glory upon awakening is something I have always cherished.

Long may she wave!

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