Cycles

The clocks have gone back. The sun apparently, magically, rises an hour earlier. Watching sunrise over Niagara Falls now means I will have to be there at 6:00am, instead of 7:00am. Which means getting out of a warm bed in the middle of the night. As the year cycles into another Winter, with wind and cold and ice and snow I know from experience, that prospect will hold less and less appeal.

But I also know that we will in time come out on the other side. Weather will change once more as another cycle ends and Spring arrives. At which point we will put those clocks forward again.

Until then, my journeys to Table Rock for sunrise will be less frequent. They won’t stop. It would not be the first time I have been here in the middle of Winter, with ice accumulating on my eyebrows from the mist from the Falls. Snow and ice have their own beauty and it can be worth venturing out.

But overall, as I grow older and my blood thins I find myself preferring the attractions of warmer weather. I will set up my tripod and this lens once more when the sun returns and that clock cycles forward again. I will miss many sunrises over the next few months. But I’ll be back. Oh, yes. I’ll be back.