I missed the actual sunrise yesterday by just a few minutes. But the morning was calm and beautiful when I opened the curtains. So I grabbed the camera and hurried out on the deck.
A few minutes later, an egret flew by, his squawking interrupting the quiet of the morning. He and his reflection formed an almost complete circle.
It was a picture-perfect start to the day.
In memory of Mom,
who passed on to even more beautiful sunrises
on May 5, 1995