Quiet misty mornings

I'm the biggest wimp ever when it comes to the cold, but there's something undeniably enchanting about a cold, misty morning.  Being outside when frost still adorns the grass and the only sounds are a few birds chirping (cliche, I know), puts your heart at rest in a way that seems impossible in our noise-filled days.  I nearly died with delight at the way the rising sun illuminated the steam rising from the ground.  Luckily, I survived to share some of the beauty with you, but you should definitely go watch a sunrise and enjoy the silence yourself.  Just a warning, I think that graveyards have their own special beauty, but if you do not, you may not find the photos quite as lovely!

And above all these put on love, which binds everything together in perfect harmony.  And let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts, to which indeed you were called in one body. And be thankful. Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly, teaching and admonishing one another in all wisdom, singing psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, with thankfulness in your hearts to God.  And whatever you do, in word or deed, do everything in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him. -Colossians 3:14-17