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Morning has broken, like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird.
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
Praise for the springing fresh from the world.
– Cat Stevens
Pictures don’t begin to do justice to this morning’s blood red horizon. Apologies for those who may have spotted me traipsing across the wheatfield in fuzzy bathrobe and Wellies between 5:50 and 6 a.m., but this spectacular sunrise simply had to be documented. Happy Friday, everyone!
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