One of the best things about winter in Wasilla and the lack of daylight, is the return of the sunrise. You see, I am NOT a morning person even in the slightest. So most places I've lived in the lower 48, I rarely if ever saw a sunrise. In Wasilla, I get to watch them from October-March, from my bay windows in my kitchen. I also have the most amazing view of the Chugach mountain range. Because Wasilla is so very close to the ocean we get the most amazing skies that blow in off the waters. Icy blues, pinks, purples, and reds. Some mornings I wake up thinking I'm in a Machetanz or Maxfield Parrish painting. There are no words to describe the glory of God's creation in Alaska. Photos only begin to capture it a little. I am blessed to wake up to it every morning, fall, winter and early spring. For now I will enjoy the sunrises AND sunsets while I can. A season is coming when I will no longer be able to enjoy either.
Fred Machetanz
Maxfield Parrish
