Once out there, I took a few photos so you don't have to miss it either. Please remember to click on each of them to enlarge.
Stepping out into the park, the sun was just beginning to set the horizon on fire. The frozen pond was a lovely shade of winter blue.
I always leave a couple of peanuts on the branches of this tree. This morning was no exception. Peanuts first and then a photo.
Further along the path, I glanced up to see this die-hard oak leaf still clinging near the top branch of a tree. It was catching some of those early rays.
Despite the fact that it's dead, this is still one of the most beautiful trees in the park. It's a shelter to many birds throughout each season. And on this morning, it was looking its best, as it extended its branches to greet the rising sun.
Just a couple of moments later, I walked to the other side side of the tree. Its trunk and limbs were bathed in golden syrup.
The sparkling snow took on a more subdued reflection of the vibrant colours of the sunrise. Distant trees cast very long shadows.
By the time the sun fully rose above the horizon, it gave brilliant colour to everything it kissed. This sumac just glowed.
As I headed home, I caught the tail end of what appeared to be the neigbourhood geese rehearsing their icy stage production of A Chorus Line.
I told you it was the tail end.Thanks for sharing the sunrise with me.
