One night when I was in high school, I asked my mom to get me up earlier than normal because I had planned to go for a run before school. She somehow got mixed up and woke me before the time I had requested. I remember being mad at her for the lost sleep and for not "getting it right." I changed into my running clothes and laced up my shoes and went on out. That morning I witnessed the MOST amazing sunrise (and felt pangs of guilt for my rude, pouty behavior towards my mom with each step). I don't remember if I apologized, (if not, sorry, Mom) but I sure felt reprimanded by the glory of the sky.
I thought of that morning today when I went out for a run. I went a little earlier than usual. The sun was just starting to come up so when I turned around to come back toward home, it was really at its most beautiful moment. That along with the changing leaves, even more stunning in that light, and the smell of fall...I just didn't think I could have had a better experience. And then, as if all of that was not enough, a rainbow appeared right in front of me. I ran toward it and home for the last 15 minutes of my run. I felt like (but resisted) pointing and shouting out to the lady waiting at the bus stop, the bicyclist going the opposite way, the people passing me in their cars that they were missing something extraordinary. It was still there, in all it's glory, when I arrived home, so I flew in the house and grabbed the camera. Of course, no justice is done in the photo, but here it is anyway.
Just as I will never forget that morning in high school, I plan on remembering this morning for a long time!