Once I hit middle age, my internal rhythm went out of whack. I found myself waking up earlier and earlier. Suddenly, I was faced with the dilemma of what to do, what to do in the wee hours of the morning. I didn’t face that before because I didn’t get out of bed before 8 am unless I had to. Then I remembered what the great Bryan Peterson (author of Understanding Exposure and other books) said about missing more than 80 percent of photography when waking up late. So I made the habit of going out before sunrise to photowalk. That’s why you see a lot of sunrises in this blog. Granted, I drive out of Chicago very early in the morning to go to work in Indiana … but this habit of getting very early preceded that. And it’s a great exercise too, without really realizing I am exercising. I walk at least anywhere from 3 – 14 miles every weekend.
This morning, I went out for a walk around the Navy Pier area, arriving at the end of Navy Pier way before sunrise. It was blissful not to be among the crowd. Because I can only see in one eye now, I have difficulty navigating crowded areas. I was the only one there, save for some runners who ran in and out. It was incredibly uplifting to soak in the power of the sun while it rose above the horizon.
And then the sun showed up.