Beauty in a Hotel Parking Lot

This was gong to be a Silent Sunday but there is a story here. The night before as we were driving towards our off-the-highway inn for the night, I smiled. I was in photography mode and thinking that there is little beauty to photograph from a hotel parking lot at these busy highway turnoffs.

Next morning I joined JB for breakfast, getting my usual scrambled powdered eggs, almost toasted English muffin, and juice. I looked up and there it was. The sun shinning on autumn leaves, slowly illuminating the mountains in the distance. People get up at 5:00 in the morning and travel miles to see this scene in their viewfinder. Fate shined on me with a room close to the dining room and next to a door to this scene.

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I don’t think cold powdered eggs taste too much different than hot ones – especially when I am glowing with the privilege of witnessing a beautiful Appalachian sunrise.

17 thoughts on “Beauty in a Hotel Parking Lot

  1. I’m sure that sunrise was far better than those eggs ๐Ÿ˜‰
    I keep telling myself I’ll get up for a sunrise. Instead, I keep going back to bed. I live in a great place for sunrises, yet I only find them special enough to be awake for them when I’m “away.” Your sunrise is lovely.

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    • Actually, Joanne, I usually find it difficult to keep silent – but you are right that I needed to tell this story. Keeping silent is an exercise of humility for me. ๐Ÿ™‚

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    • Thanks, Julie. I am sitting here chuckling about how experience was so different than our usual ones. We wish we could include all the sounds of nature as we stand quietly on dirt roads – here I was trying to block out all the sounds of a busy highway intersection.

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