The sun
crested the eastern Rincon Mountains at 6:10 this morning. I was standing on a
hill in just a position to see the Tucson Mountains far to the west, the
Rincons to the east, and the Catalina Range dominating the north.
The
sunrise first shown on the tips of the Tucson range and slowly descended down
the slopes, giving the impression of the mountains rising slowly as one to meet
the new day. Then, the halo of gold brightened enough on the eastern Rincon in
anticipation of the sun’s rays cresting the summit and striking where I stood
in greeting.
The
only sounds that accompanied were the periodic calls of mourning doves
traveling among the saguaro forest and the occasional cardinal expressing
itself from the top of a mesquite tree.
Quickly
did the sun’s warmth awaken the desert, and a gentle breeze stirred from the
north as if the land were sighing awake.
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