The moon rose this morning, in the east, about an hour ahead of the sun. Why?
It was grey and stood out against the dark blue/almost orange sky. Grey except for one sliver of white, an eighth more than a quarter, really. A preview of lunar attraction.
I hope when I am older I need sleep less so I can rise early and appreciate quiet mornings, unhurried. I don't have that luxury now. Just a quick glance on the way out to get the paper, then gone.