An early start – before sunrise I pull off to see if the Prison Fire is still burning – a few faint lonely glowing dots on the hillside.

I am breathing hard as I hike quickly up Lizard Rock – just in time for the sunrise –

and with time linger a bit longer –

but not too long – back to Tucson – it feels like I stole this time from the day before anyone except Alison and the birds knew that I was gone…