darlings
it’s sunday morning at 06:40AM precisely.
we are rested.
and revived.
and ready.
whatever we’re meant to be ready For.
we have footage “in the can” of z i p p y to edit our little 30s spot. 
the breathtaking heat (109 degrees yesterday) has burned (gently) all excess energy away and rendered us Quiet and contemplative.
the dawn this morning was gorgeous – we awoke suddenly at 05:37 – no reason – no noise – odd – so we took the camera and c a r e f u l l y and q u i e t l y opened the sliding doors to the pool-shimmering terrace with the new desert plantings and there it was – the d a w n rising over the mountains. 
the rosy glow – a single bird – a strong breeze – lying back on a fabric covered lounger we closed our eyes and felt the sun rise slowly in the sky.
and there it was – morning. 
so we made a (vast) pot of coffee and came back to bed, to write to you.
hello.
aren’t sundays delicious?
Takes me back to Egyptian days. Sunrise on Sunday in Winter in Christchurch, not so good.
sending hot cocoa (virtually) and a good hefty novel. #sundaysInWinter
Ah, delicious.
Such a journey. Stunning images. Alternating sun (a quick walk?) and downpours (another few articles in the NY Times?)… all in all, a lovely Sunday though it is now afternoon.
thank you D!
Dear Sundays,
I love you.
From,
Your Admirer in Provence,
Heather
just got your parcel!!!
sundays are amazing. even though they are dipped in greyness in berlin, they are nice. until noon. sunday afternoons are like waiting.
ah yes.
waiting on sundays.
I woke up to the glorious sunrise that is Team Gloria’s lovely post. I love Palm Springs and not more so than at dawn. Such beauty and quite in the desert. Are the spring wild flowers still in bloom in the desert? Sundays Mornings are the BEST!
the spring flowers are indeed in bloom there.
and thank you for your Most Kind Words.