Dawn

A personal challenge - try and write something every day for January 2025 - let's see how it goes.

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Throwing the curtains open reveals a dark almost blank canvas with just the bedside light reflecting in the glass. A solitary street lamp struggles to shine through the unruly hedge at the bottom of the garden. Then a moment or two later an icy blue slice appears beneath the steel cold grey, emerging from the nothing depth of the night sky.  It was Himself's first day back at work after the festive break and my last day off before I return. So I take the luxurious liberty of returning to bed with a mug of tea, the cat and a book. 

Looking up after a while, I watch the the icy blue sliver slide into a faint lemon yellow, the grey was now a pale sea reaching up and through the retreating tide of the night sky. Colours soften as the daylight returns while trees begin to reappear from the early dawn gloom. The occasional bird flits across my view, flapping in the still air - a start contrast to the last few of days of wet and wild weather.

Photo from a day or two ago looking through the village