We woke up earlier then usual this morning and still sleepy, we pulled on our clothes to go and see the sunrise at Stonehenge to mark the winter solstice. Little L asked, 'What about my breakfast mama?' as we stepped outside into the darkness.
Miss K wondered if it was snowing, as she remembers walking through thick snow a year ago up to the stones, the mist so thick we couldn't even see the sunrise.
It was mild and clear as the sun came over the horizon just as the ceromony ended, bathing the first morning of winter with it's pretty, pale light.
