Crack of Dawn

Well not exactly. It was already almost 11am but as you can see, the sun was only just beginning to think of getting out of bed. I write this at 3.45pm and that golden orb has already gone back to its slumbers for the night and the sky is looking decidedly darkened.
A strange day of not quite knowing what to do with myself. My guess is that there are quite a few of these looming on the horizon.