Knowing I can sleep as long as I would like, I rest for a few moments and enjoy the sounds of familiar breathing mixed with mountain bird songs, then I slip on my tennis shoes and duck outside. First, I walk to the edge of Edith, the little crystal lake. I'm wearing shorts and the cool morning air raises goosebumps on my legs. I wash my face in the icy water, the sun shining as brightly in the mirror lake as it does in the heavens. Huge jagged rocks surround the lake-places for us to sit and fish.
Mountains shield the little lake on all sides.
Their tops carve a border to the brilliant cloudless sky. My favorite color is the blue of the morning sky at Edith. It is brighter than any blueberry and clearer than any crystal. No photograph or painting can capture its glorious hue. My camping partners begin to awaken and the three dogs start running all around the camp.