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The sun still rises.

Over on my Pawtuckaway site, I wrote about watching this morning's sunrise.

I knew that to the west, across Neals cove, the trees along that shoreline would get to see the sun first. I wondered how easy it would be for me to see when the sun first hit their tops.

It was quiet. But not really. The normal daily noise of boats and nearby cars, dogs barking and birds calling, were all silent. But the far-off, subdued roar of the distant highway was a sort of background sound.

Posted by jackhodgson at November 4, 2004 09:27 AM