I think sunrise is one of my favourite times of the day. I don't often see it, but when I do, I relish it. The fresh air and that special quiet "between-time" as the world seems to breath in before beginning again. There's a sense of possibility in a sunrise that I find humbling and incredibly beauitful.
I took these pictures when I was down in Mainz a few weeks ago and I've been thinking about them a lot this week. The news from Japan, which only seem to go from bad to worse has been playing on my mind. Another afterschock, another tsunami, two - no three - nuclear reactors tinkering on the brink of meltdown. I am torn between wanting to know everything, to stay informed, and yet feel that there must be some invisible line between knowledge and voyeurism which I am at risk of dancing across.
And so I have decided to read the headlines and then turn off. Instead of becoming engrossed in the suffering, I have decided to revel in the now and in the possibilities that another day brings. People have an amazing capacity for resilience. I am heading into the weekend wishing that tomorrow brings some better news for those working tirelessly in Japan, grateful for everything that I have right now and confident that as certain as the sun coming up in the morning, this too shall pass.