worth getting up to take a look at these gleaming beauties in the deep blue clear desert sky as the sun's glow turns the horizon red...from the Mojave, particularly striking about 10 minutes before 6am...
this is a partial quote from one of my favorite Rumi poems:
Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,
there is a field. I will meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about
language, ideas, even the phrase each other
doesn't make any sense.
from The Essential Rumi (1995) translated by Coleman Barks with John Moyne, A. J. Arberry and Reynold Nicholson