Sunrise at Elliot bench. The bird songs are so sweet. A fox came to the dam earlier.
It’s colder this morning and there’s this wonderful gray smudge of cloud, stuck to the top of the hill to the east. The cloud’s a dark bluey grey, but the first light of dawn is this dusky pinky orange. It’s so beautiful.
And to the west, the colors are more pinky purple than pinky orange and the mountains are darker. There’s a very light mist collecting over our lake.
— Catherine