It is that surreal time of morning. First light, just before the sun rises over the mountains to the East. The fog not yet lifted, the birds not yet awake and the human inhabitants not yet out and stirring.

You walk along the quiet road, captured by the beauty and surrounded by the serenity of the morning. The bitter, 25-degree temperatures nip at your cheeks but you don’t mind.

Morning has come and you welcome the start of a new day.

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