At 7:14 this morning, the view from our terrace was spectacular: the rising sun was hidden behind a bank of clouds, its reddish light reflected by the Mediterranean. I ran back inside to grab my iPhone; the early morning light changes very rapidly, and usually one has but a few seconds to capture a particular look. Indeed, when I got back less than half a minute later, the light was no longer the same: the sun was obviously a little bit higher, the clouds had shifted by the smallest of margins, and the reflection on the water appeared less focused than before. Sunrise was at 6:53 this morning; isn’t it amazing that 30 seconds should make such a difference 21 minutes later? I believe it is, but even so, I thought this was pretty enough to begin the week and end the month.