fairytale morning

the morning sun streams through my stained glass windows, illuminating my morning hair doo, which happens to resemble that of the woman busdriver off of south park. it is going to be beautiful today, from the deciduous trees painting nuances of the rainbow all over town to the frisky fall scarves, hats, and jackets that are freshly adorned. The sweet tonic that makes up bozeman air is an irresistable elixir this morning...coupled with the young mornings sugary chirps...makes me feel truly blessed to live here.