Sheep Pass Sunrise
The morning is dark. The starry sky is obscured by murky clouds. The
earth below is even darker, mysterious. One must feel ones’ way around
being careful of jagged rocks and barbed cacti. But here and there a star
twinkles momentarily and then disappears. I am cautiously optimistic. It
could be a good sunrise.
The eastern sky begins to brighten. The clouds on the horizon are
starting to pick up a dim, ruddy glow. Anticipation begins to grow.
Nothing yet but it just might happen. The earth is bright enough now to
run around in search of a strong composition. I find what I’m looking
for just in time for the sky to explode in glorious color. The whole show
lasts nor more than five minutes and then is gone. The clouds return to
their dull gray. But I was thrilled to be in the right place at the right