5:00AM, Saturday, June 22nd, 2013
Sunsets are beautiful, there is no doubt, but I like sunrises even better. Perhaps it is because the world so quiet at sunrise, even in the summer, the sunrise is a peaceful, still time. I have never felt so alone in my city than at sunrise, when it feels like anything more than a whisper would be heard by a million people.
I go from the bridge, to the art museum, back to the bridge to catch every delicious color.
Pink Sunrise Photo by J.R. Blackwell
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Tomorrow: Of Bridges and Brides
Yesterday: I Watched The City Sleep
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