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I awoke today to a lovely view of the sunrise.

A fiery ball of orange sitting atop the city skyline, peeking through the morning fog that still clung sleepily to the buildings. And I wanted to scream it out to whoever would bother to listen. But who would?

"It is just the sunrise: it rises everyday."

Aldo Leopold advocated that one cannot walk the streets and neglect to look around at nature. Aldo Leopold would be sorely disappointed with the people today. How could anyone not notice a sunrise? Around the same appointed time each day, the sun rolls in from beyond the horizon and splashes a huge array of colours across the sky. Each day, it is different. And yet, no one cares enough to bother.

"Sunrises are sentimental. Sentiments are for fools."

Then so I am...