Awake before dawn.
Time passes slowly up here in the mountains,
We sit beside bridges and walk beside fountains,
Catch the wild fishes that float through the stream,
Time passes slowly when you’re lost in a dream.
- Bob Dylan
Back from some time away from artificially managed time. When the sun goes down you go to sleep. When the sun comes up you wake up. This photo was taken at dawn. The color of the light is natural. This is the rose glow on the deck. The birds haven’t even begun to sing.
Holding on to this moment still.