Wonderful photos from the Great Reno Balloon Race. Enjoy!
Better late than never, my response to last week’s prompt, New Dawn: How often do you get to (or have to) be awake for sunrise? Tell us about what happened the last time you were up so early (or late…).
It is 5 a.m. on Sunday morning. My husband and I hurriedly dress in jeans and cozy sweaters. We pour hot coffee into travel mugs and drive across town. We are late.
Our sunrise visions today: floating chili peppers, a waving pink cat, kissing goldfish. A glorious rosy sunrise to the east silhouettes these delicate behemoths. Children clad in fleece pajamas drag their bleary-eyed parents, darting between rising balloons and pointing upward to the skies.
A couple pauses to snap a photo of flames from a gas burner. A group of university students, wrapped in wool blankets, huddle over steaming cups of cocoa. A woman cheerily waves a half-empty champagne…
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