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Preparing for an interview with a view of the sunrise, itself calmly undertaking to fill up the day with light, I interrogate the river to translate the sky for me. Having slept hard most of the night, I wake to pull myself up by the dangling chains of the moon slipped free of night’s gravity on its way to the horizon, the river’s words on my lips. Now is not the time for grand dreams but only to be awake.
Spectacular photo! Wowzers!
There’s a time for dreams and a time for reality.