Hartshill Hayes 20 May 2018
4.45am Sitting in the front seat, waiting for the sunrise, which is due in twenty minutes. It's already light. I set the alarm for 3.45am and even then there was light in the sky. I just walked up through the Hayes, through the dawn chorus, between trees where darkness was hanging on in shreds and pools. Up here on the hill the darkness is gone, the fields below have that summer predawn just woken look, no mist but a feeling of mist. The sky is pink, breaking out into gold above the place the sun is going to burst through. I think this is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. In the woods they've put something on the main path, maybe sand, which makes it where. A shining white road through the woods. I didn't like it much. 5.10am Better than I could have imagined. In this world of muted greens and whites, the sun has risen bright orange and red, hugely colourful, completely stunning, I am overawed. I want to tell everyone, show every...