Tuesday, January 02, 2007

The Sun Also Rises

© Linda Davick
When we first moved here, Jamie and Vincent came to babysit Mabel for a week while Tom and I went to visit our parents over Christmas. When we returned, Jamie said: "Every morning we watched the sun rise over your backyard. It was beautiful."

I looked at him like he was crazy. "The sun rise? What do you mean?" I knew the sun set every day, but I had never gotten up early enough to see it rise until seven years later (today).