I think what brings me back each morning is the wonder. No day is the same, no moment like the other. That can be frustrating sometimes, true, but the fruit from the effort is worth the early rise. Antelope Island, especially in my humble opinion, is at its best during the months of October and November. The light is extraordinary whether in the morning or evening. No bugs to bother you and this quiet that invokes peace. So here I am once again...in the wild of the morning.