Every time I get up for a sunrise hike, something new and unexpected happens. This morning I woke to a ceiling of stars brighter than I can ever remember. The almost full moon had set, allowing the stars to shine brilliantly for a few hours. On my drive in, I stopped the car so I could gaze up above the highest mountains from the darkest stretch of the road. High peaks outlined in a star-filled sky, adorned by shooting stars. Then onto lilypads catching the first light. Life is good.
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