I awoke early the other morning, about 5:30. Rolling over in bed I was able to look out the large picture window in our bedroom and watch the sunrise. The colors were beautiful. The oranges and blues and reds were doubled by their reflection in the mirror smooth waters of the bayou. I resisted the urge to close my eyes and go back to sleep. Instead I just lay there watching the colors increase and decrease in intensity. I wondered if anyone else was watching this spectacular display? No matter. I was enjoying it. If no one else was, well, that was their loss.