Dawn

A week ago yesterday I woke up at 6:00 am and went for a walk/run while the sun rose.  It had rained the night before, and little beads of water dressed up all the leaves I passed. As the sun rose the sky turned orange and pink and the fields were covered in mist.  Sunrise light is soft and quiet, just like the world is at that time of day, and it's beautiful.  It isn't easy to get out of bed at dawn; to drag yourself from the warm embrace of your bed to the dark cold awakeness of morning, but sometimes it is worth it.  A walk in the cool breeze and warm light of morning, and then a cup of tea and a good book while the house still sleeps.  It is beautiful.