Saturday, December 19, 2009

Winter Sunrise

Such a view I have from the office window. From the second floor I see the river which meanders thru my town. The view is exceptional in the early morn. Facing east I watch the sun yawn and stretch her self awake to shine upon us.

Winter morns are special. By 7 I’m in and already gazing out, wondering what colours she will don. The days of late with frigid temperatures she wears her pastels and I’m not disappointed with her choice.

Peach coloured sky as a backdrop to the grey whisps of chimney smoke foretells the coldness of the day. Her reflection on the river now covered in thin clear ice bounces off the shoreline overgrown with frost kissed trees.

As she warms she shines brighter painting the sky in a vivid blue. Those chimney smokes turn to white and soon become non existent for the viewer. Trees fade into the distance, bare branches standing on guard doing their best to ward off the offending cold.

And I return to the work at hand satisfied I’ve watched my world wake to a new day…


  1. I think I might have to move to your town and work in your office! It sounds beautiful! From my office window I can see the building next-door...

    I love your view on life. So many people grumble at waking up to face the see the blessings of a new day and have captured it beautifully in your writing!

  2. Ah, yes. A cold Canadian morning. So magically beautiful. I don't think there are many among us who can see past the discomfort of the outdoor temperature to profound clarity and...simplicity, I guess, of those kinds of winter sunrises.
    For those of us who understand that it's just a different kind of cold, but just as lovely as a spring morning... well, blessed are we.

    Thank you for visiting my little blog spot and for your kind words of my friend's passing. Sweet words of compassion have been a comfort, and knowing of her contribution, too, has made it easier to accept.

    Merry Christmas, happy holidays, and much joy to you.


  3. We can grumble about the day or pause to see the beauty. I prefer to pause and ponder. :) Thank you Dan and Christine, all the magic of the season to you,

  4. Ponderer,

    Happy Holidays!

    I wish you all the best in 2010.



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