This is blogger on the go. Mornings in southeast Texas are springlike and Thor Boxer coaxed me outside to greet the sunrise.
We have clouds overhead while we wait.
The tall dead pine in my back neighbors yard is silhouetted against a faint leftover moonglo backdrop.
As vermilion washes across the east sky, clouds reflect a pale pink. Whoosh, all is gone. Mother Nature will have nothing to do with a sunrise today. Winds are as breezy as early March.
7:00 am marks the start of my work day. Have a good one, peeps!