Caught in the First Beam of Light

The Mongolian jetlag is waking me so early that I had to get out on the hill this morning, with Gaby, before the sun was up. Although this chamois is not completely focussed I love the way it moved into the first sunlight to warm up. Back home by 10:30 without having seen anyone else on the hill, I was very content to potter then watch the Wimbledon Men's Final even though Roger lost. I am so tired now though, but must not go to sleep yet!