Some mornings begin before the world is fully awake.
The room is quiet, the blanket is still warm, and the first light slowly finds its way across a tiny face. Nothing has changed, yet everything feels a little different.
Morning light has a gentle way of revealing new expressions. A curious look becomes thoughtful. A familiar smile suddenly seems shy. Even the same little outfit tells a slightly different story.
Perhaps that is why so many photographs are taken in these quiet hours.
Not to capture perfection.
Simply to remember a beautiful beginning to the day.
Not to capture perfection.
Simply to remember a beautiful beginning to the day.
