"Did I get it?" "How many water droplets on the lens?" As the thoughts race through a ray of the rising sun hits the hill I'm on. It feels like standing in one of these energy-saving bulbs: weak, shy glow at first. Than the whole surrounding starts to glow. Surrounded by light.
Whatever the morning started as it ended up like magic. Forget the scolding, scratches and lack of sleep. This was well worth the effort... Forget about chess, stamps - as for wine - always can do AFTER the sunset.