I awoke in the pre-dawn dark this morning. Liam was on my mind. Tomorrow is his third birthday. I tried imaging what three year olds are like. He's been on my mind for a little while. I decided to throw off the covers - gently, as Thomas was still snoring - and get my day started. After a hot shower and making a hot breakfast, I realized the gift Liam was giving me - dawn.
To be up at six, I usually need an alarm and a jolting reason to burst out of bed. To be up at seven (the usual time), I still need an alarm and usually a nudge from Tom. I don't typically set an alarm to watch the sunrise, so it really was a gift. I enjoyed the shift in colors every second, and though I couldn't capture it all, I tried to capture a little:
Swiveling from east to west back to east again. A bit later as I drove on to work, the full moon sank low enough to be captured in the first rays of the sun. The dull yellow of the dried pastures glowed gold as I drove north along the foothills in the first rays. A beautiful morning indeed! Thanks, Liam!