This morning, as the sun rose above the horizon, I was fortunate to be able to watch it in its glory.
Always after a storm, there is some magic to watching the sunrise. It is like affirmation that it truely still exists.
A couple of weeks ago, I was on my way home and watched the sun rise through a tree. I was disappointed that I did not have my camera with me.
This morning, I took it with me just in case, and lo and behold, the sun and the tree.
So today, I give you texture, or silhouette, or light and shade, hey, I am sure between my mate Ross and I, we could even write a pretty cool Haiku . . .