Having already navigated the slabs of ice anchored to the north side of High Top, I knew it was a straight shot to Myrtle Point. I moved with intention toward my destination, quickly towards the morning show.
Orange and red reflected off wind worn clouds in the distance. The slate at my feet began to glow with the arrival of the sun. I smiled as the sun burst free from below the stage. The myrtle shook with excitement. Happy with it all, I gave my applause.
"Get outside. Watch the sunrise. Watch the sunset. How does that make you feel? Does it make you feel big or tiny? Because there’s something good about feeling both." – Amy Grant