Red sky in the morning ... (ok, pink)

Red sky in the morning ... (ok, pink)

I really don't like early mornings. Especially when it means leaving a warm, comfy bed to go out in the freezing cold.

Every time I do though, it reminds me why it's so worthwhile. With so few people around it's like you've got the world to yourself. Or at least to share with the birds. Crunching through the frosty grass by the margins of this lake, it became clear it wasn't going to be a glorious sunrise - there simply wasn't enough cloud. And on this particular morning it seemed that the sun was in no particular hurry to rise either.

Sometimes patience and sublety combine to create a quiet glory that's still worthy of admiration.

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