It pays to get up before the sun. I didn't want to...no, I wanted to stay curled up in my warm bed. Its chilly out there, man. But I decided that I would never get my sunrise picture unless I was outside when the sun rose. Funny how that works.
I got up.
I went.
I conquered.
Or something like that.
I bumped out through the field on the two track, trying to keep my car off the rocks. I was so glad that the gates were all open. Do you know what that means? It means I don't have to get my lazy self out of the car to open/shut the gates in the chilly air. Only ranchers and farmers would understand that luxury.
The ranch was still and pretty in the darkness of pre-dawn.
