The sunrise flows

Because of the disc’s enormous magical field, at sunrise, the morning light flows over like thick golden syrup, accumulating in valleys and then slowly crawling over the top of an hillside. The same can be said about the night, which spreads like plum jam.

Terry Pratchett

Sunrise over Muckross Lake in Killarney, Co Kerry. On a visit there with Blarney Photography Club one morning in October 2021.