Sunset, sunrise.

In my alley. Sunset. Sunrise.

Sunrise on Cedar Street, as seen on my way to work.

Sometimes there is a great reward for rising before the sun every weekday morning. 

I get a little sad as the days get shorter and the hours of sunlight lessen, but there is one beautiful aspect of shorter days. I get to see both the sunrise and the sunset on a more regular basis.

When life is busy and crazy, it's nice to stop and appreciate the little things.