The Child of Morning
November 19, 2002
Homer describes sunrise as "the child of morning, rosy fingered Dawn...", an apt expression on a morning like the one above. Like clockwork, literally, the sun rises each day on a resting world, sometimes as a golden orb, sometimes as a flash of color through clouds and dust filtering the celestial rays, and sometimes as a paler shade of gray, diffused by heavy overcast. The same sun that was rising in this photo taken in a field outside of Sherborne, Somerset UK was setting half a world away in Fiji, New Zealand and the South Pacific.