I love how no two sunrises are ever exactly the same.
Each one has a mood, a color scheme, and a look … distinct from the rest. I am usually up for sunrise, so it’s my morning ritual to go out to the end of my street, with my cup of coffee, sometimes in my bathrobe (but with my winter coat on over it), and watch the drama unfold. It’s pretty amazing. But I love best how I never know what I’m going to see when I walk out my front door. I never know what that sunrise will be up to until I’m out there.
Gorgeous.