Together we watched the mists clear.
We saw the end of summer colours return to the woodlands.
In front of our eyes we witnessed the dawning of a new clarity as the sun rolled back the dewy covering.
For endless minutes we stood there, united in the thrall of the slow reveal, that magical happening over a sleepy world.
Up before the sun, we sensed the awakening of the valley and the distant arrival of the sun blessed mudflats.