Sunday Sunrise

     I glimpsed it at an angle, out  the kitchen window, and leaned over the sink for a better look.  The eastern sky was lit up in neon-pink.

     Tam was awake, but barely.  "Tamara?  You might want to bring a camera out front."

     "What?"

     "Sunrise!"

     I grabbed my camera and took a snapshot while she was selecting the proper camera from her collection to take a proper photograph.   There was a dusting of snow and the winter-bare trees were silhouetted against the sky.  Even running in auto-everything, it's a pretty picture.