Once out of bed, there didn't seem much point going back, so I got dressed, made myself a cup of tea, and went outside to watch the sunrise. I watched as the soft grey clouds turned vivid pink.
The pink faded and I stood, drinking my tea. I listened to the birds announcing the new day, sometimes just one, sometimes several. I saw a buzzard flying back and forth across the valley. I listened to the constant rush of the stream, loud enough to all but drown out the dawn chorus. I saw a bat circling, but got distracted before I saw where it went when it headed home to roost. I was taken by surprise by a
baa!behind me, from a group of lambs not used to seeing a human so close at this time of the morning. I saw the trail of an aeroplane climbing from the horizon, first a dirty smudge in the sky, then a streak of pale gold as the sunlight caught it.
I saw the sunlight first on distant hills, then a while later the tops of the oak trees above me acquired a soft golden glow, then distinct shadows on the ground below, until they were fully, beautifully lit by the rising sun.
What a view from your house. I'm envious!
ReplyDeletelovely, and all the more special when there's no-one else around so it's all yours!
ReplyDeleteI am having a bad case of location envy right now.
ReplyDeleteIt is rather gorgeous, isn't it? This is why we moved here :-)
ReplyDeleteThe sunshine is all the more precious right now as we've had about five months of cold, wet weather. A few days ago I could see my breath... inside the house. Today I sat outside in jeans and had to change because I was too hot - we'd forgotten that was possible!
We knew it'd be wet here, but in the last couple of weeks it was really starting to get us down. Now the sun is back and all is forgiven!