Fair Haven lies on the edge of the Eastern Time Zone. This may not seem to be meaningful except that it messes with the dawn. It is 7:05 a.m. and it is pitch dark. For someone who is normally awake by 5, this means a substantial amount of day spent waiting on it to be day. I love dawn, one of the most hope-filled periods of my day but I would prefer to live through it not wait on it. The bright side of this is the anticipation. The hopeful straining to see the first outline of the trees in our front yard appearing out of the darkness. That is the first hint I get that the earth is indeed turning to allow me to bask in the starlight God made for us. But right now, 7:11, still just black dark. And there they are, 7:16, the trees and their joyous though quiet, “good morning!”
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