As a writer I do have to deny that. :)
“When the young Dawn with finger tips of roselit up the world…”
It was this very morning, Susan, that almost five decades after for the first time reading the Iliad at the age of eleven I understood what Homer meant when praising the godess 'saffron robe'. Many times I have seen her rosy fingers, but never so clearly her saffron robe.
Wrong again...And it was such an effort to prove I'm not a robot!
Hm, could I make you feel better by confessing that I was a wee bit bragging, swaggering or whatever word it may be that I'd like to write just now? :)
What a spectacular sky in the morning :-)
As I had been writing all night, this indeed made my morning.