THE EARLY MORNING
The moon on the one hand, the dawn on the other:
The moon is my sister, the dawn is my brother.
The moon on my left and the dawn on my right.
My brother, good morning: my sister, good night.
-Hilaire Belloc
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Gladsome Lights 
Wonderful! So good that I’ve tucked it in my files to read now and then.
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That’s lovely, Gretchen.
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Just look at that sunrise ( or maybe it’s a sunset). Beautiful.
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It was a sunrise, yes. I witnessed it and took the picture on one of my early walks in the neighborhood.
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This is a perfect poem to read now, nearly two hours before sunrise 🙂 Why up so early? The first round of no power (load shedding) starts at seven o’clock until half past nine!
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That’s inconvenient! I guess you need to use whatever power you need before what would be a more traditional period of morning ablutions and breakfast. And how often does that happen at that time of day?
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Three to four times a day at the moment – many of the workers at the electricity provider are on strike.
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Oh, my!
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