Perhaps the sun’s glow was strong enough to shine through the cloud cover, or perhaps it wasn’t such heavy overcast east of me this morning, but we had a lovely colorful sunrise before the rain began again in earnest.
I’ve been looking out this window since I lived here, looking at these trees for 21 years, photographed them, sketched them, and I have to say I never noticed the triangle of branches, or how the two maples on either side frame the triangle so perfectly. Does the triangle mean that change will come?
The shape and composition also reminds me of the churches I’ve visited. Is this a reflection of what I’ve always said about the forest being my place of worship?
This certainly inspired a deep awe and reverence with which to start the day.