Bridging Worlds through Creativity



I love waking up early to watch the sunrise.

The most glorious sunrise I ever witnessed was in the Grand Canyon, just before a group of us hiked down into it. It was a 50 year anniversary of Boy Scouts who had done this as kids, and were now reliving it with renewed perspective, and higher tech equipment.

I woke myself up at 5 am, dressed in the cold and dark room, and walked a ways down Bright Angel Trail to find myself a niche in which I could lean back, and wait for the dawn of day. Watching the light slowly make its way down the canyon, exposing the crags and colors one moment at a time, is an experience I will never forget.

How about you? When and where has been your favorite sunrise?


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