Sunrise

The sunrise is full of light. It’s a gradient of dusty pinks and powder blues that form a wall through the fog and creep between twisting trees.
I walk outside. The beautiful smell of backburning. The fog is a sweet mix of water droplets and the smoke from bushfires. Old Man’s Valley puffs a pipe again.

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