Up with the sun.
At 5:30 am the most incredible thing happens. The sun starts creeping up over the sea in the east. It starts as a gentle pink wash and progresses to all shades of the red family until the big ol' orange ball commands you to get up and take note. Every morning, I do. I go out on the upper deck and watch the whole thing. When it starts, Miss Venus is so bright just above the horizon. Then I run to a deck on the west side. The moon is just thinking about setting and taking his very shiny friend, Jupiter, with him. It's almost too much to take in. I feel such amazement to be under an arc created by the sun and the moon as Venus and Jupiter see eye to eye. Powerful. I know this would never grow old. It would only grow more and more precious, these things that matter most.
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