sunrise
I'm currently sat in the spare room also known as my studio. I've been up since 4am tinkering away on various things. I have the movie "A guide to recognizing your saints" playing in the background. It's a good movie but I have just realized that I haven't written about sunrise in what seems like years. possibly since I moved here. I'm sure i have watched a few. this morning I made a point of opening the blind so I could see the sky. I was aware of the lighting in the room changing, the shadows moving but not the sunrise. It was like it was dark and the next thing i knew it was morning. I could here the birds singing, intermingled with dialogue from the film and noticed that i didn't need the electric light on anymore. I was thinking about crawling back into bed to be there when Sara wakes up when it struck me that I hadn't taken the time to appreciate something that i enjoy so much.
sunrise.
Even know i look through the skylight at the small section of infinite blue. through the droplets of rain and the streaks and I can see small wisps of lighter blue and white. And this is only the tiniest section that I can see. Sunrise, to me was always full of wonder and possibility. It made me happy to think there is so much out there still to see.
I guess it still does.
sunrise.
Even know i look through the skylight at the small section of infinite blue. through the droplets of rain and the streaks and I can see small wisps of lighter blue and white. And this is only the tiniest section that I can see. Sunrise, to me was always full of wonder and possibility. It made me happy to think there is so much out there still to see.
I guess it still does.