I think I've established that I arise at least 2 hours before the crack of dawn, in order to make an appearance each weekday at Our Humble High School.
Don't know if it's hormones, old age, or what, but I've been getting up at Oh, Dark Thirty on the weekends recently, too.
Last Sunday, Mr. Sun was just beginning to peek up over our neighbor's roofline. I grabbed my crappy digital for this Superior Snap. To my surprise, I'm kinda groovin' on the shadows, reflections & funky colors, captured as I looked thru my kitchen window out onto the screen porch & the deck.
That hazy Adirondack chair at the bottom-right of the shot is my paper-grading "throne" in more temperate times. When we're driven inside by chilly rain & plummeting temps, I grade at the kitchen table, illuminated by the ceiling lite, which in this snap is reflected on both the left & the right. If you look real closely, you can see a double-reflection of the table, too, on both the left & the right of the shot. Oh, I could go on, but I won't!
BTW...that awesome apple-green stained glass hanging in the window was a wedding gift, from the Maid of Honor. A throwback, you might say?