"If you want the opportunity to capture the magic waiting behind the morning, then better arise early, for there is a freshness which only Nature could ever bottle that is a privilege to behold and no man can distil.
Morning is the best of all times; the sun is warm and not yet uncomfortably hot, sweet vapours arise from the earth, the night dew still clings to the glistening soil and though the bees and worms are already at work and the woodland creatures slowly awake, the birds call to one another in sweet song as though humans do not exist. The birds sing out their song for no other reason than they have a song to sing.
I have always found early morning to be the most forgiving of times. It is that part of the day when the worries of life can be more easily forgotten, because morning knows a 'stillness' that the afternoon, evening or night can never suspect.
Just as mankind needs to find God so that he can find self and then find purpose to one's existence, it is only in the stillness of the morning that we discover these things; they cannot be found in the noise and restlessness of the busy day.
If ever man was to hear the voice of God, it would be in the garden at the break of day. If ever man wanted to catch Nature disrobing and revealing all her splendour, it would be during early morning at the side of a stream, in the middle of a meadow, at the base of a mountain or perhaps hidden within the cup of a flower's stamen.
So when next you look upon early morning and see it in all its glory, remember how good this is because you will lose it at the end of your day." William Forde: February 12th, 2015.