Phillip gave me the Emmanuelle chair
I placed it next to the large window
Which has views to the sea
For a while each morning I sit in this chair
And watch the sun rise above the horizon
It is always different no matter the season
I often photograph the event and send it to friends
So that they might wake up to beauty as not all live near the sea
Hilly lives in Maida Vale which is pleasant in its own right
And she always sends me a photographs of her leafy street
Others do so but are not as prolific
Only Hilly sends them by return
Tell me Sami what are your feelings when you witness the sunrises
Awe
A sense of God and love and beauty
They sometimes make me cry
Really
Yes sometimes the beauty is so great that I cannot control my emotions
What was the sunrise like this morning
It was so bright that I could not look at it for long
The sun was a burning yellow as soon as it rose above the sea
It was almost white in its brilliance
I felt naked even though I had dressed
Do you have any favourites
Yes and no
I tend to love all the sunrises I see
As they are all gifts from God
But I must say that I feel the happiest when I see a blush sunrise
A blush sunrise
Yes
In a way they are hard to describe
Possibly only the Japanese artists can capture them
Unlike other sunrises they haunt you with their soft colours
The hues are almost indescribable pinks greens golds reds blues and many other colours
Each colour is there
The sky is at once lit up and even the most ordinary things becomes beautiful
There is a road sign over there to my right
An ordinary road sign
But this becomes a totem full of mysteries unexplored
The trees hum with exotic multi coloured birds
Fireflies drift above the long grasses
That is why if I have a favourite
The blush sunrises please me most