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Get out there and watch the sunrise!!!














Get out there and watch the sunrise!!!
The first week of August hangs at the very top of the summer, the top of the live-long year, like the highest seat of a Ferris wheel when it pauses in its turning. The weeks that come before are only a climb from balmy spring, and those that follow a drop to the chill of autumn, but the first week of August is motionless, and hot. It is curiously silent, too, with blank white dawns and glaring noons, and sunsets smeared with too much color. Often at night there is lightning, quivers all alone. There is no thunder, no relieving rain. These are strange and breathless days, the dog days, when people are led to do things they are sure to be sorry for after.
Natalie Babbitt
Tuck Everlasting
Happy Sunday, everyone
Beautiful Clear mornings are nice, but this certainly is an interesting view
I get up every morning for this light show and it’s worth it
My morning walk rarely disappoints
Out on my morning walk
The sunrise progression on my walk this morning