Saturday, January 15, 2011
As I sit on my back porch rocking back and forth on my old weather beaten creaky chair relaxing, sipping on cup coffee that would make an old cowboy cringe. Waiting patiently for the most beautiful sunrise as it reluctantly rises into the heavens. It is as if the sun were being sucked back to earth by gravity, but then you see the heat rays slowly taking control pulling the sun upward into the coal blue sky. The shadows of the early morning darkness gives way to the shimmering light, as it is reflecting off the placid waters, turning them into a golden pond of reflections.