Meeting the Sun

Night hangs on but it's grip is failing. 

This Monday morning the dog and I were out on our walk very early. When we arrived at the watermelon field the sky was transitioning from night to day.  Above us was the dark dusky blue sky where hints of the fading night still held onto the the gauzy cirrus clouds.  At the horizon the sun was just peeking from behind the trees glowing brighter by the second while just below the faintest hint of fog hovered above the dusty dry soil of the plowed field.  Overlook a sunrise and you miss a gift that has blessed mankind since his creation. The dog and I are fortunate beings in that we often see this beautiful event.  I can promise you that if you go out to meet the sun as it comes up you will not be disappointed by your effort.   Thanks for reading my blog today.  bye.