Hoping for a good sunrise to mark the equinox,
I stood in my nightgown, clicking away . . .
A heavy cloudbank was just over the mountains due east . . .
But I thought at least I could catch the sun when it rose over the clouds . . .
A beautiful fiery edging and some beams . . . 
Alas, the clouds keep rising . . .
A crow appears . . .
And another . . . 
And they dance in the light . . .
