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While your reading this, I will be out in the woods, enjoying the wonders of Mother Nature that have come to mean so much to me. I am setting this to publish on Saturday morning at 7:00 AM. That is the time the sun is usually making its first appearance near the horizon. I thought in some way I may be able to share that spectacular moment with you so you might be able to enjoy the feelings of peace and solitude I so love.
My day will start with a brisk awakening, shocking my system into the reality of early morning. There will be nearly no moon visible as it is a new moon. The weather says that it’s going to be partly cloudy and windy with a low of 29 and a high of 50. Perfect hunting weather in other words. It’s going to be fairly chilly in the morning, so that means a brisk walk to the blind. There should be any number of creatures moving around and possibly following my progress as I make that early morning jaunt.
Once in the blind I will cheat and light the heater, no sense freezing my temperature sensitive toes off, while I enjoy the beauty that is yet to come. Then it’s just a matter of sitting back, relaxing and enjoying the sounds around me. Using those few precious moments to reminisce and think of all that I could do or have done. Just waiting for the show to begin. It’s just the opposite of a movie theater, instead of the lights dimming, they will slowly brighten. The sky changing hues and shades, adding color to the graying sky. That is one of the things I love about a sunrise. Everything goes from a grey scale to a varied spectrum of colors that seems to mesmerize and entrance the mind. The colors becoming more and more vibrant and vivid as the sun gets closer to cresting the horizon.
There will be a rustling of leaves, and a scampering of small animals, all moving around ad starting their early morning routine. The birds will start singing and chirping. The coyotes will begin their soulful, mystical howls and yips, sending shivers down my spine. Slowly cautiously the deer will begin their morning rounds. Grazing, ever watchful for predators and unknown dangers. Their movements graceful yet with singular purpose. As the sun crests the horizon and bathes those who watch with its warming glow, I will be but a spectator.
Some wonder why I love the outdoors, this is just a sampling of the reasons. If you have joined me this fine early morning, and the sun has not yet crested the horizon. Step outside and look to the east, join me in welcoming a new day.