The finale of my sunrise series happens in the most comfortable way: The last spot I have chosen is the Eastern part of my appartment. I witness the change of colours in the sky for a full hour before I manage to catch the exact moment when the sun crosses the horizontal axis. I try to ignore the itching thought of ideal spring weather at my planned destinations (eg Bretagne) and focus on what I have instead. I have had 30 days in a row, all with perfect conditions for early morning runs and a maximum variety of sunups.