I took this picture at 5:59, when the sun officially rose. I’d already taken a long walk in the dark earlier in the morning. 

“What is up the hill in those trees?” I drove by and had the undeniable urge to go find out. I also found at least a dozen spider webs, each of them criss-crossing my intended path. There were at least a thousand birds up there, including a boisterous crow who wanted to know who I thought I was to invade his territory. 

I didn’t want to come down. 

But you know how it is. 

Time doesn’t just march; it kicks.