My annual ritual- watching the New Year’s 1st sunrise. Sitting in the dark, waiting for the first rays of the sun to breach the horizon gives me a sense of renewal and hope. My own spiritual practice, not associate with any religions. Now, I also capture its image too. Here is January 1st, 2020 sunrise.
The New Year Breaks
In the last couple of years I have made it a point to capture the January 1st sunrise and this year I managed to capture sunset as well. It’s nice to wake up to a new year dawn albeit a moody dawn this year.
It was a little too cold to wait out in the garden so I went out every 30 minutes. The new year starts with a gold swash across a blue sky.
Then blue sky by 8 am.
I don’t remember who said that we ‘can’t appreciate the light without the darkness.’ After hours of daylight, darkness comes to visit at 5pm accompanied by a sliver of moon.
Nature is true to it course: sunrise and sunset everyday…never to fail. If we could only apply this knowledge, this lesson, to life, our society, humanity.
January 1st At 7:20 am
After Nature Had Her Way
I always love that period right after a rain or heavy storm, provided I don’t have to vacuum water out from our basement. The sky is clear and the air is clean; I can smell the freshness in it. It’s a very distinctive scent of life renewed. Plants shake off the shower that washed away dust and dirt from their leaves. Birds come out chirping and looking for food. Mother Nature has a way of cleaning her house; as much of a mess as we might have made, as fierce as she can be. She will also show us both her beauty and her kindness afterward.
And, hurricane ‘Sandy’ was no different.
Worth getting up early for.
I was up and about this morning, my usual habit anyway. Early morning is the best time to be in the garden, the most active time of day. Birds are singing even before the sun pokes its face over the horizon, only when you can see the outline of trees. Cool breezes blow softly against my skin. Dew still holding to the tiniest surface of leaves and flower petals before evaporating into thin air. Nothing beats being outside with a fresh cup of hot coffee in hand at this time of day.
The birds usually wake me up in the morning. On the days I have to go to work, there are tasks I have to do before hopping on a train to the city. Watering is a must. Vegetables need to be watered every day, especially when they are sprouting. The rest of the garden will get their water on alternating days. Sometimes they go for a few days without water due to good mulch which holds the water well. Photography is optional. Breathing deep the fresh air and fragrant of flowers helps prepare me for a day at work, something I consider a must-do.
Today is a mini vacation for me, so I’m not in a hurry. I’m taking a couple of days off to keep up with the garden since the weather jumped from mild winter to summer overnight it seems. I’m out watering the plants at 7:00 am. Gathering myself together outside I looked up toward the tree line and promptly ran back in the house for the camera. These photos don’t really do the view justice. You have to imagine 180 degrees and the silence broken only by a lush avian chorus in full symphony all around me. I stood transfixed for a few minutes.