Every morning when I come downstairs and put the kettle on the two terriers are always irritably scrapping and growling at one another at the back door just to be first dog outside. Hopefully for a pee. I look out at the sky and check the weather and say to myself that I am not taking a photograph of the dawn.
Well, here's the results of last week's magnificent display of willpower.
Both of you, go and have a pee says I, I'm taking a photograph. That angle of argument cuts no ice with those two.
After all there's the possibility of photographing every dawn for a year and showing them all on one mammoth blog post. Somehow I don't think so, but the project has possibilities.
I'll file it under 'in your dreams'.
Would we ever do that?
No, but I do like dawn in her finery.