everyday

Predawn

I find myself, in the earliest morning hours, on the roof of this, the parking deck of the downtown Los Angeles Flower Market, minutes after the 6 am public opening. I have wandered here to honor this day as the contrast of city night lights meets the rising sun and the world comes into new balance. The energy of the street level predawn movement of people and plants, the rhythms of this market, left me longing for quiet spaces.

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