I usually get up around 4 a.m. This morning when I stepped outside I saw this beautiful orange moon. This image does not do what I saw justice but you can get a general idea.
Walking towards the barn to do my morning chores I noticed the yard light. Something about the night is always fascinating, luring and mysterious.
Slowly the sky begins to go from dark to light.
And now I can hear Beatles singing Here Comes the Sun as I see this big yellow sun rising over an Iowa corn field.
I guess the best things in life are free...