There is something about the garden’s very early morning light at this time of year, as summer starts to fade and autumn waves enticingly from the wings, that really starts a day off well. All the more so with a mug of tea. 
It doesn’t get much better than this.
Verse 3 of the famous song:
“Mine is the sunlight,
Mine is the morning”
I know why so many people photograph sunsets, I do too, but morning light is the best by far.