this morning i got up for the sunrise at the firetower and went and it wasn't one of those sunrises where there was this prick of light... this pinpoint of white hot light. it was like the clouds guarded against that and there was this explosion of fire right on the horizon line and all the clouds lit up so bright with the daylight that you couldn't discern the single point. it was lost in the orange fire.

hold fast to the break of daylight.

back again tomorrow for my last sunrise before leaving sewanee for who knows how long.