Morning Sunshine on the Snow

I love the way the sunshine glitters off the snow in the morning. It's a masterpiece that is quietly created while most people are unaware and sleeping. The colors of the lighting are the most beautiful in this time of morning, the magic hour. Sunset has a similar time (yet I never see it much living where I live with buildings blocking the falling sun's rays). 

Time is going so quickly. Here we are with most of January done. Even my kiddos mentioned how quickly time was flying for them the other morning. I explained to them how each year, time goes by faster and faster. Yet, I may have found a secret to slowing it down. Change. Mostly change of location. When we moved to NYC, the seasons lasted longer. The fall had so many days of beautiful leaves and fall adventures. The winters of cold days and a few magical, glistening snow days. The springs lasting forever with flowers budding from trees for what felt like ages. So many things to see, so many things to photograph. And summers. The adventures and fun never seemed to end. We were always doing something new. Yet, as our years have passed here in NYC, the new has worn off and the norm has set in. Making everything pass by so quickly without as much wonder, without as much notice. And even though I try to make a conscious effort to savor the moments, even if they are just the ordinary moments I'm used to in my day-to-day life, I am often too busy, too tired, too forgetful. And off passes the time without me realizing it flying by. So while it's nice to keep life the same (especially for someone who has had past trouble with change), maybe it is actually the change that makes you slow life down.