Sunrise at Walden Pond

by Francis McGovern
The morning was a time that offered much to Henry David Thoreau and Walden Pond seemed a fitting place to celebrate the sun's arrival.
It was dark on a quiet winter morning and snow lined the side of the road. I began to walk down along the north side of the pond towards Thoreau's house site. The sky was dark and some snow had melted along the trail. Ice was covering the pond and enough snow remained to give the illusion that the ice was a field. I found a spot beside a solitary pine about half way down that seemed to jut out enough for a good view.
Looking off to my right,...