Winter Sunrise

When I was a child in Kansas, summer sunsets sported the most glorious colors. Here in LA, it seems the winter sunrises put on the most gorgeous displays:

Often it seems like the only ones who are awake to notice are the newspaper delivery guy, my pugs, and me:

The colors are so breathtaking and so fleeting. It's all over in a minute or two:

The violent shades fade to pastels as I pad down the driveway to retrieve the newspaper:

I drink in the last of the colors along with my first cup of coffee, open up the paper, and begin my day.