For me, clarity does not come in the morning.  For me, most mornings are more like this.

Morning fog is dissipating

A few minutes earlier nothing was visible beyond the first line of trees.  Even they were not clear, being obscured by the fog.  Cold earth with a snow coverlet and warm air provide the conditions to form such down-to-earth clouds.

It’s on mornings like this when I don’t have to rise early and commute through heavy traffic to reach a job, that I most enjoy my life.  Our past sacrifices are paying off with interest.