{"id":769,"date":"2010-04-10T06:00:00","date_gmt":"2010-04-10T10:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.bootedmanblog.com\/?p=769"},"modified":"2010-04-10T06:00:00","modified_gmt":"2010-04-10T10:00:00","slug":"the-lonely-sunrise","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.bootedmanblog.com\/?p=769","title":{"rendered":"The Lonely Sunrise"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a onblur=\"try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}\" href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/1.bp.blogspot.com\/_yytsDp42pSs\/S79HgRGW_nI\/AAAAAAAACMg\/mud0F_qq8Ys\/s1600\/Trees.jpg\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" style=\"margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 275px;\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/1.bp.blogspot.com\/_yytsDp42pSs\/S79HgRGW_nI\/AAAAAAAACMg\/mud0F_qq8Ys\/s320\/Trees.jpg?w=584\" alt=\"\" id=\"BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458159893067791986\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><span style=\"font-family:verdana;\">Sunrise is my absolute favourite time of each  weekend morning.  Some may think that I&#8217;m crazy, awakening as the sun comes up, especially each day a few minutes earlier as we approach the summer solstice.  Nonetheless, I have always been an early-bird.<\/p>\n<p>I have often written about weekend sunrise time.  That&#8217;s when I will softly snuggle close to my partner, lay my head on his chest, and click the remote to open the blinds and draw the shades so the floor-to-ceiling windows in our bedroom reveal the glorious trees in the forest just outside.  It truly is a magnificent, dramatic sight.  Because I built our house, I designed and built our rear bedroom wall entirely of glass so our view would not be blocked by gypsum or wires.<\/p>\n<p>Watching the squirrels jump from branch to branch, and scurry up and down the trees is delightful.  How much energy they have!  We love watching them play &#8220;catch me if you can.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>The green leaves are randomly jeweled by the bright red feathers of cardinals, orange-and-black feathers of Baltimore orioles and redwings, and even the occasional blue, green, or yellow finches.  The birds add a special sparkle not only with the colors, but also with their songs of joy and merriment.  Heck, I even enjoy the sparrows and wrens.  What they lack in color, they make up for in song.  &#8220;Hmmmmmm&#8221;  Can you hear that?  It&#8217;s our friendly humming birds stopping by the nectar feeder.  Amazing how they can hover in mid-air.<\/p>\n<p><a onblur=\"try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}\" href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/3.bp.blogspot.com\/_yytsDp42pSs\/S7-3Rz8SMOI\/AAAAAAAACNA\/PBZvTBClY30\/s1600\/Tree2.jpg\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" style=\"margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 289px;\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/3.bp.blogspot.com\/_yytsDp42pSs\/S7-3Rz8SMOI\/AAAAAAAACNA\/PBZvTBClY30\/s400\/Tree2.jpg?w=584\" alt=\"\" id=\"BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458282790025048290\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a>The diversity of the trees (14 different species) adds to subtle differences in shades of the leaves and their bark.  Especially as the sun rises and grows from a hint of orange to brilliant yellow to bright white.<\/p>\n<p>Ahhh&#8230; sunrise.  How much I enjoy viewing the brightening of a new day.  New hope.  New horizons to conquer.  New things to do.  To live, to love, to share.<\/p>\n<p>Alas, I am alone this weekend, as my partner is away visiting his mother.  I still watched the sun rise on our forest before getting out of bed this morning.  I have to admit, though, it wasn&#8217;t the same.  There is something special about holding the one you love as the day renews.<\/p>\n<p>Life is short:  Enjoy the sun, enjoy the day, love life.<br \/><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Sunrise is my absolute favourite time of each weekend morning. Some may think that I&#8217;m crazy, awakening as the sun comes up, especially each day a few minutes earlier as we approach the summer solstice. 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