under an orange sky

One of the joys of riding my bike to work so early in the morning is the sunrise. Not just viewing it from a window, but being in it--waking and breathing with it, becoming colored and growing warm. Today the sky was ablaze, fire orange, pumpkin-gut gorgeous. The Cascades, a serrated knife, carved a seasonal jack-o-lantern out of the last few spooky rainy days. What a treat!