It may come as a surprise to most of you, but I tend to like a good sunrise.
And a good sunset.
Big surprise, right?
Lucky for me, the average life is blessed with about 25,000 sunrises, and almost exactly the same number of sunsets. As long as I can remember, I have been fascinated by the change-of-the-guard from day to night and vice-versa. I have a fond memory from when I was around five years old, being the only person in the house who was up, standing at the large front window to a house we lived in only briefly, and watching the sun emerge in the distance.
I've mused on it in verse and in prose, I've expended more film on it than I care to consider, and now over half of the pictures I have taken on my new camera and my phone are of it.
I suppose some could say I am descending into obsession.
So be it.
This week was great for a sunrise-sunset obsessed man such as me. Beautiful rains masked the sunrise on Thursday, but as so often happens, it gave way to a spectacular display on Friday morning. I spent a lot of time and a significant amount of memory card on Friday's show.
I suppose I will remain fascinated, passionate, obsessed and in love with the pivot points of each day for as many days as I remain on this earth. And as long as people will put up with it, I'll share that obsession.
Here is a sample from Friday, September 26th's, morning offering.
I love a story with a happy ending...