...well, in my case, sunrise.
I've mentioned before that the most dramatic of skies over Maple Lake in the morning can give way to an otherwise nondescript day. The sun is poking out now, but all morning has been dreary and overcast.
This morning's progression -
Someone mentioned to me that my last post was proof that I consistently got up too early...joking, of course. It got me thinking, though. If I didn't get up that early, I might be fooled into thinking that we sometimes have strings of endless grey days. I know better. Even on the greyest of grey days, I can think back to sunrise, when even in an overcast sky, the emerging sun will catch the clouds and water droplets in the air, reflect and make magic.