first light

There is little I love more than sleeping in. But that means I'm usually still dreaming when the sun steals the sky from the night.

And while I love a glorious sunrise as much as the next, I cannot bear to drag myself out of bed to catch one. In fact, most of the sunrises that I have watched were on those mornings when I was still up from the night before, forcing wakefulness just long enough to watch as the sky tints violet and then lavender before breaking full on into Day, when I finally would crash and sleep until noon. (*sigh* the pre-kid days....)

Intentionally waking early enough to sit and mindfully watch the sun rise seems not to be in my genetic makeup. I do enjoy lazy mornings in bed.

The downside? I miss this.

Thanks to my new friend Beth for the photo, taken this last weekend on our canoe and camping trip on the Wisconsin River.

I'm grateful that she was able to drag herself from her tent slightly earlier than I, and I consider this image a gift.

And while I didn't exactly catch the sunrise, I did peek out my tent for a view of the river in the early morning light.

Axel seemed to like it, too.

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