It was early morning and there was a still, coolness in the air.
Distant cries of the local birds broke the silence.
Ben, our Border Collie accompanied me as I made my way throughout the back garden. He is slowly learning that this is our quiet time - which means no - nuisance, attention seeking, barking.
A fine dew had settled on the back garden, and thousands of tiny crystalline drops adorned the leaves and petals of my plants and trees. My purpose was to complete a few garden tasks, which I did do - well some. But the lure of the morning and the stillness in the air where no leaf or petal rustled in the wind that was yet to come, was just too tempting to resist.
With camera in hand I set about capturing the beauty in the garden, from the deliciously scented roses to the millions of tiny drops of dew. There was no room or call for a shutter release or tripod this morning. Time flew so fast and before I knew it, the sun was rising and the heat was setting in for the day. A soft breeze was beginning to stir and reluctantly I packed up my gear realising that only half of my gardening was done for that morning. Slowly and suffering pain in all my joints and muscles, from my efforts of the morning, Ben and I made our way back inside.