My fascination with the sunrise began some years ago when for some reason I began waking up at five or six am before the rising of the sun. Sitting on the small deck facing east with coffee and rye toast, I noticed the beginning of light appearing, the sound of a fountain in the garden below and then songs by unseen birds, treetops slowly lit with tiny drops of dew or rain drops glistening like diamonds. Even before the blazing orb became visible light fell randomly on grasses and plants. Sometimes the sky turned red pink and lavender. I remember a prayer card we received from our parish years ago beginning with The favors of the Lord are renewed each morning so great is His Faithfulness.
More on the sunrise to follow: enjoy this beautiful day…
