The sunrise over Manahawkin this morning was especially lovely. It welcomed my day with pinks, purples, oranges and blues. I sat down to enjoy it in my favorite seat where I read and write and ponder the world. This is what happens on days I wake up this early, or on days I have off from work. Someone mentioned recently they thought my newest paintings were both beautiful and complex. I had a moment of clarity this morning. This is what it feels like to look outside of oneself and inside of oneself at the same time: both the vast beautiful sky and the complex web of thoughts in my head simultaneously. And me, trying to make sense of it before the sky clears and I go about my day.