Handmade Jeweled Ornament Hanger- MISTY MORNING

There is a moment on a clear May morning that is magical. Just after daylight, before the sun has peeked over the edge of day, there is a breath of time when the world is completely still. Night creatures have wrapped up their activity, and inhabitants of the day are still rousing themselves from their dreams. The breeze that dances from land to lake during the night is motionless as it awaits the temperature inversion that will reverse its waltz. Fog pockets blanket the low landscape; this paralysis of nature will soon explode into the frenetic activity of day and the morning’s peace will be as a dream not-quite-remembered.