Week 2: A New Dawn

I took this in my front yard around seven in the morning.  It caught my attention because it wasn't as soft as the early morning sun would be most mornings.  The hue is a harsh, deep, sharp yellow versus the more diffused, white-yellow of most mornings.     The area around the light, including the sky, is shadowed and soft, making the lighted area seem all the more bright, direct, and bold.  The color and brightness reminded me of the sun peeking through the ash-covered sky after the bad California fires back a few years ago.

The photo has a slightly ominous tone to it, with the shadows juxtaposed against such a fire-like glow.  A certain hopefulness lingers though, since it is quite obvious this was taking in the morning as the sun begins to rise over the hills.

If this were part of a movie, the character would have just endured a excruciatingly long night, full of trials and battles for their life.  This would be the point at which they look up and an hour they never thought they would see has finally arrived:  the breaking of dawn, the moment they don't have to fight anymore, the minute they realize they have won.