To Catch a Sunrise

I dropped

off my son

at school

this

morning


to catch the team bus for a basketball tournament.

Returning home, I noticed the sky glowing in the east. I stopped at a favorite vantage point to wait for the sun to rise. I saw headlights in my rear view mirror. A truck slowly passed, stopped and backed up.


The driver was another basketball player's parent. I rolled down my window. He rolled down his.

"There's no problem," I said referring to my blinking four-way lights. "You might think I'm crazy, but I just stopped to watch the sun rise."

I raised my camera and smiled. We chatted a few moments.


As the sun's rays
peaked
over the horizon,
he nodded
and drove on.


I got out
to capture
the morning
light
caressing the
drifting snow.





I drove on

to another

favorite

spot –




where

the tall

grasses

glisten

below

the barren

birches –

To Catch a Sunrise.