My current job has me waking up before the sun rises. Most people who know me are aware that I've never been a true morning person. (I'm not really a night person either. I like mid-morning and evenings best, thank you.) But there is something about starting my car and slipping out of my parking space as the first light of day starts to seep in around the edges of the sky.
The other morning, the sky was brilliant, deep orange and blue with hatched white clouds... and I sadly resigned myself to watching the day play out as I drove down the busy high way.
I resolved that when the weekend came, I would scrape myself out of bed and find a new spot to see the day begin.
It was worth it. Sunrises and sunsets never disappoint in my opinion.