Posts Tagged ‘sunrise


this blog’s regular programming interrupted by today’s sunrise

the sunrises during this past week’s heat wave have been spectacular. maxfield parrish moments ran riot. (a favorite word picture, just imagine all those togas fluttering in the wind.)


today, on the first dog walk of the day, i scooped up little billy after his first pee and with blind joey running behind, dashed over to the east side of our mountaintop to witness this…


and this…


i put billy down on the rise, joey carefully wrapped his leash around my legs–they both looked to the west and the sidewalk we’d recently been on–where all of the good smells were, while i continued to snap away.


then i noticed the jet trail, diving for the sun.


while the sun crept slowly up and over the horizon line (the cleveland forest holding it’s own against the looming day.)


the dogs sat quietly, relatively anyway, joey whining “let’s go” quietly under his breath; billy happy not to be moving.


i thought for a moment that the jet trail was a meteor heading for earth.

but no, just people on their way to somewhere else. you have to ask yourself why, though, when you see the sun rise on a day like today.

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the dogs finally won the battle and we trotted on down the street…but i had to stop again to look at the valley below bathed in this golden light.



sunrise x 2013

you know: happy new year. the dawn of a new year. let the sun shine in. rosy-fingered ____. (mea culpa, homer.)


did you make any resolutions? (“that you won’t keep” is the riptide. don’t expect anyone to throw you a lifeline if you don’t because they’re in it too.)


i have some general thoughts about the new year, things i believe i can accomplish, but you won’t find me committing them to ‘resolutions’ pronounced from the mountaintop or to anyone who will listen (dogs and small children.)


it’s not a clean slate, you know, you’ll still be dragging your shit around with you. how you package it is up to you.


landscapes in the early morning light (shortly after sunrise)

a few days ago when it was still in the 80s and the santa ana winds were blowing from the northeast and out across the ocean i managed to get over to the other side of our coastal mountain and watch the sunrise over the mountains to the east, the ones that cradle the orange county valley and separate us from the desert.

this weather event (it’s what they call it here, an event) produces stunning sunrises and sunsets (see my week of one day’s sunset, 2, 3, 4, 5 here), but the timing of your arrival can be a bit hit or miss, especially if you’re walking a dog, which i was on this day’s early morning.

as much as i wanted to get to a point where i could see the sun actually top the mountains on its rise from the eastern world, my canine companion was more interested in the early morning smells of dogs and rabbits and coyotes and birds and grass blades and cracks in the sidewalk and the sprinkler timers and a tree or two and succulents and gravel and streetlights and a stone bench and had to stop several times and sit down to scratch an ear that’s been aggravating him recently and while he was down he might as well lick his penis, cause that’s what dogs do and then he’d look at me like “what next?” because he’s blind and i have to keep him heading in the right direction so he doesn’t run into trees and large rocks and junipers and stone benches and succulents and cacti and sprinkler timers or off into the street or down the wrong driveway as they slope away from our community’s circular main road so i set aside my needs for his, after all, he means more to me than the opportunity to take photographs of the sun rising over the eastern mountains of orange county so that i can post them on my blog(s) and facebook in order that people who pay some attention to what i’m doing will ❤ or comment or re-blog or whatever it is they do when they find something i’ve written or photographed moving or funny or ironic (irony having not died as many felt it would when “seinfeld” went off the air in 199? or was it 200? who can remember or care for that matter it was so long ago and that hair of elaine’s drove me crazy), so we continued on our way and all the while i could sense that i was missing that moment, that special time when the sun is just creeping ever so slowly up and over the mountaintops and its radiant crown (think crown like the statue of liberty’s) moves into view and everything takes on the golden glow of apollo’s chariot as it races across the heavens toward the darkness in the west. too many metaphors <sigh>

the trees turn toward the light, a move so subtle that you may miss it should you be distracted by the glory of early morning sunlight, lining up along the parade route like ensor’s acolytes in his “the entry of christ into brussels” from 1889–have you seen that painting? it hangs at the getty center in l.a. and has always been a favorite of mine, you can see and read about it here–crowding around the sunlight without fear of igniting themselves, self-immolation not on their card for today.

this is the apocalyptic eucalyptus from my 2009 post “trees that i am friends with” which…i cannot believe that i’ve been contributing to my blog for over three years now. i admit it seems as if i’ve been doing this all my life, but only recently realized that i have committed tens of thousands of words to, to, to what exactly i have no idea, but i will say it has brought me some comfort and joy.

and at last, with some flag-waving, the dog and i turned our backs on the sunrise and the fog laying quietly in the valleys and arroyos as the grand landscape unfurled at our feet.


apolitical sunrise over the pacific ocean


last night ~ this morning

last night, the sun sat on the shoulders of the canyon ridge across from us and set it on fire.

this morning, the flames licked up the clouds on the other side of the my world.


breaking news: yesterday’s news today! free to all!

the sun came up yesterday.

much as it did today.

this important news flash brought to you by robert patrick. you’re welcome.


roses (and rhetorical questions)

1. why didn’t i have my camera with me this morning on the dog walk when the sunrise was so spectacularly ‘maxfield parrish‘-ish?

2. why am i such a nervous nelly this morning? my spidey-senses are all a-tingle.

3. what does’ his ‘knock-on-the-door‘ dream mean?

4. what is a whiter shade of pale?

5. why am i not rich, wealthy, comfortably well-off?



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