New Dawn
"Only that day dawns to which we are awake" said Thoreau. Ann made me a cross-stitch of that quote soon after we were married.I guess with the blog and the book, being awake to each day has been something I've sought to do. Sometimes, it is very easy. How could one not be fully alive here in this quiet place each morning? And some days, it's possible to sleep all day, eyes open, not seeing or hearing--only doing the necessary, getting by.
I think I'm finally feeling the let-down that comes with a thing accomplished, after months of being driven by a task. Once completed, its force and gravity wanes, and there may not be a "next thing" waiting to take its place; or there may be too little energy left to pick up and move to projects neglected and stacked up to be done.
This sunrise image is from last year this time--a simple scene of the sun rising through the treeline along the ridge. I was awake that dawn. Nothing brings me to full participation in the day like immersion in a scene like this followed by a happy hour bringing the image to life in the digital darkroom. A morning walk with the camera tomorrow, I think, will be just what the doctor ordered for temporary task fatigue.