Did you see the sunrise this morning? It was very pretty. A lovely pinkish orange pastel sunrise with a few long medium blue/grey clouds stretching across the horizon. The colors were a lovely background for the outlined trees on the hilltops as I drove into town this morning. Once the sun peeked over the horizon, the brilliance of the sun reflected off the sides of the buildings and bridges as I drove along the freeway creating an illusion of warmth - creating hope for a sunny day.
Now - the sunrise today was NOTHING compared to the sunrise we had last week. That was a sunrise. Flaming reds, bright oranges, and dark fuschia pinks covered the horizon and spread half way up the sky until the colors turned to brilliant shades of lavender and blue. As the sun rose, the colors shifted and changed - a beautiful piece of living art that will never be recreated - ever again. The outlined trees on the hilltops looked like a painter's dream with a drama of color in the sky behind them. It was a sunrise that made you stare. A sunrise you call you daughter about and say, "I ordered that special for you." A kind of sunrise you go back into the house to tell your Mom that she should step outside and look at the sunrise. It was spectacular.
Usually though, we get sunrises like we had this morning. Pretty. Pastel. Hopeful and restful. Today is just a Tuesday. Did you see the sunrise?
1 comment:
Nice. But no- I don't see the sunrise often. Not an early riser by any stretch. I might catch the sunrise if I happen to be on my way home from an early morning visit. Otherwise I am not usually up at that hour.
You are lucky to get to see it, though.
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