Morning Colors

I am watching the sunrise this morning.

Rolling lines of striated clouds have been painted countless hues of blues, reds, and yellows. It appears as though I am looking out across an endless chain of pastel mountain ridges.

Flocks of birds cross the sky in V's of flapping wings. There are occasional gaps in the formations. Straggling birds come behind the main group, positioned in alignment with the gaps - as though unaware they are not side by side with their comrades.

For a moment the clouds separate enough to let the giant yellow sun come into view. As if it is the signal they have been waiting for, hundreds of geese take to the air from a nearby field. For a moment the sky is chaos with birds flying in all directions. But they quickly form ranks and dozens more flying V's head off for more southern points.

Ahh nature - it's beautiful.