The drive to work on a recent morning was fine. It became extraordinarily foggy after I arrived. This view looking across the road barely revealed the phragmites about 60 meters away.
It was a pleasure to welcome a new day.
It is good to be alive.
Wreathed by a thin sheet of cloud and haze, this morning the sun presented a dull yellow face.
Sunrise, on a late summer day by the calendar. Sunrise, on an early autumn day by how it feels.
The sun is muted by far-off clouds before it bursts into the wide and otherwise cloudless sky.
The sun bursts above the horizon on a mild February morning. A lovely way to start the day!
I needed a hiatus from posting to tend to other matters and to myself.
A lovely sunrise. A gift from The Maker (or Makers) of All Things.
I was fortunate to see the rising sun briefly appear above the horizon before disappearing behind a deck of clouds.
I was at work when Faye suggested I go out to look at the dawn, so I did.
My camera wasn’t handy and my phone camera was overwhelmed by the brilliant reds and oranges.
I was overwhelmed. What a glorious start to the day.
As the molten white sun rises, a phragmites head waves in the morning breeze.