Day Break and Mended

No place does sunrises and sunsets like Africa.  I speak from some experience as we were up well before dawn, breaking camp and loading the truck and setting off just as a grey haze lightened the air.  We got used to saying good morning as we passed each other going to and from the toilet, or at breakfast dipping rusks in instant coffee.  I probably saw more sunrises in two months in southern African than I have the rest of my life. 

Maybe it's because when you are being driven out in the bushland it's so easy to sit and watch the sun rise. and the day begin, sending nocturnal animals to return to their hiding places. Likewise with sunsets, as we generally got to our new camp, set up, looked around, and settled ourselves someplace where we could watch the sun go down in good time before dinner was ready.

Sunsets were more dramatic of the two I think.  I have never really seen a sun like it.  Blood red and so clear cut it looked like it was cut out of a Japanese flag. A sort of haze around it, which only sharpened the circular orb.  Then milkey greens and pinks and oranges, and a shocking gilt edge etched on any clouds that happened along.

My iphone was not up to the challenge of translating what I saw into a photographic image to be shared, but I lay some out for you, so that you can imagine them even brighter and sharper and more brilliant as only nature can bestow.

*note - these photoswere all taken on different days
Some sunrises:

 

Some Sunsets: