A continuation of the journey that began on January 1, 2010, recorded in "a year of getting up to meet the day." After 365 consecutive sunrise outings in that year, I couldn't bear to give up the dawn. This blog (no longer daily) will be informed and inspired by the rising light of the morning sun.
IN ADDITION TO PUBLISHING MY OWN POSTS, I INVITE READERS TO SEND SUNRISE PHOTOS AND REFLECTIONS FROM AROUND THE GLOBE.
Wednesday, March 27, 2013
Now and then, we do best to bend the rules a bit.
It is clear to me, 27 months after completing my year of sunrise, that my inclination to post will far exceed my inclination to get up in time to see the dawn face to face, in the open air. I haven't given up sunrise excursions, but even more, I haven't lost the enchantment of skywatching in general.
I had made a rule for myself - no blog post unless it included new sunrise photos. But I will bend that rule, now and then, in order to share something I just had to show you.
March has always stood out to me as a month of inspiration. In Maine, it is the ugliest month. Today is the ugliest day - frozen drizzle, thick cloud cover, penetrating, damp chill, brown deadness over much of the earth. And yet - anticipation is there, in the air, if you reach out to feel it with your heart and breathe it into your being.
Last night, just as twilight was fading, I headed outside with the dogs and saw the (nearly) full moon rising. I cannot help but be stirred by that kind of suspended beauty.