There are advantages of getting up very early in the morning. Winter sun creeping over and through the bare trees creates a whole new world of images on the wall.
This stark landscape in reality is a gold sun rising, silouetting a dried stalk of a orchid on the windowsill. The roughened hill is a cosy blanket on the back of a sofa. The clouds against the golden sky a network of branches from the maple outside, framed on the right by a tied back curtain posing as a cliff face in the foreground.
Each day at dawn, the light is so perfect. I wish I could make it stand still and live a day in dawn or twilight.
And one of my favourite songs by The Weepies - Living in Twilight