Breakfast is served early ’round here. And it pays to be an early riser. While the other pigs are still tucked in bed, two of us will be at the table ready and waiting. ‘Course it’s not long before the others rush out to join us. But, we always get a head start and a little extra food in our bellies.
On our way to Bemidji, we chased this spectacular sunrise. Within minutes, it culminated into a sea of red that flooded the whole sky. And while we were enthralled by its beauty, we were also concerned. Why? “Red sky at night, sailors’ delight. Red sky in the morning, sailors take warning.” It was an omen that our drive home would not be nearly as pleasant. In fact, a snow storm with 55 mph winds didn’t wait for our drive home. It was right on the heels of this sunrise. And well, let’s just say, it wasn’t nearly as colorful.
We are thankful for the warm glow of sunrises on frigid mornings.