My favorite time of the day is dawn on a weekend. I’m at work long before sunrise on the weekdays so i generally miss this time throughout the week. However, on Saturdays and Sundays i can catch the quiet. The quiet is the time right before the sun comes up, when the sky is lightening but nothing is awake yet. The time when the nocturnal animals have turned in for the night and the daytime ones haven’t woken up yet. Not a bird sings. Not a cricket chirps. It’s just quiet. It is light enough to see your hand but not yet light enough to make out colors. Everything is either shadow or other. There is no red, green, or blue. It is my favorite time of the day. It is best experienced in silence, with a good dog at one’s side.