It's early morning.
All is silent.
From my vantage point, I look out across the tree tops towards the ancient hills that are now dressed in summer tan.
The sun has lit the top of the clouds turning them from dawn ~ grey to orange ~ pink.
Everything changes as I sit and watch.

Within a short time, there is an explosion of color second to none.

The birds are celebrating a new day with an amazing chorus.

Those who are still sleeping have missed a miracle.