Although I miss the very early sunrises of high summer, the lovely soft colours of September mornings before sunrise are marvellous.
It was a fantastic morning to be out and about, and to witness this glorious scene.
Fog was so dense one morning, this barn was almost invisible from a mere 100 meters away.
The sky was airbrushed with gloriously delicate hues this morning. I was compelled to stop, admire and give thanks, and share with you.
If you look just above and to the right of the centre, there is the fingernail, waning, almost gone, crescent moon.
This morning was very calm. This screen grab from the Detroit Michigan National Weather Service radar shows circles, or rings, at the top centre, just right of centre, bottom centre, and a small, partial one at bottom, right of centre.
The radar picked up – hundreds of thousands? millions? – of birds fanning out from these overnight roosting areas, on the move and looking for food, fattening up for migration.
On a recent morning, dense fog was just over there, a couple hundred meters away.
I neither need nor want to say more.
Today’s sunrise was marvellous. I’m very blessed to be able to witness such beauty.
Although greeting every new day is a blessed event, this new day’s spectacle was truly remarkable and I’m thankful to have witnessed it.