The sunrise this morning was so awesome, it just begged to be photographed. Jake is a morning person. This wasn't always the case. He can still how hard it was as a teenager to wake up before noon. Not any longer. Now the alarm clock is kind of superfluous. Jake just wakes up and heads outside for his early morning run through the countryside. Morning energizes him. Morning, which used to be a thing to be dreaded, has become like the return of a dear friend. Morning holds a promise of all of the great things that will happen throughout the day.
As the great Cat Stevens once said, "Morning has Broken".
Morning has broken, like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
Praise for the springing fresh from the word
Sweet the rain's new fall, sunlit from heaven
Like the first dewfall, on the first grass
Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden
Sprung in completeness where his feet pass
Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning
Born of the one light, Eden saw play
Praise with elation, praise every morning
God's recreation of the new day
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