So, it's going to be another warm one today in the Valley of the Sun. (Yes, I've finally grown accustomed to natives reserving the word "hot" for temps exceeding 110.)
Initially, my pre-dawn ritual was born of necessity. Nowadays, it's a happy habit ... a Simple Pleasure.
Navigating by memory, I pause to regard Orion's belt ... my interpretation of the Holy Trinity.
.....And allow myself to wonder -- how many other souls may be stopped at that same moment, absorbing the constellation.
In the time it takes to shower, the sky gently transforms itself -- the stars are no longer visible. But, of course, they're still there! It's my own mortal vision that's lacking.
Any minute now .... here comes the sun. Genesis, rewritten with every dawn!
