We have been blessed by a bedroom that faces almost due east. If whoever built our house had been thinking, he would have put the bedrooms on the opposite side of the house. Most of us don’t want the sun pouring in at 5 in the morning, no matter when we went to bed the previous evening.
The actual hour when the sun rises depends on the time of year. The golden hour shows up later in winter. For reasons I’m sure someone could explain to me, dawn is most spectacular around the equinox. Which is why I have great sunrise pictures taken in early and mid March — and almost none from summer months.
Whether we’ve hit the bed at 3 in the morning or slightly earlier (rarely much earlier because we just can’t seem to convince ourselves to go to bed before we run out of old movies to watch), sunrise is not our best time of the day.
Except sometimes. I’ve gotten surprisingly good at hanging out of my bathroom window with a camera, then closing down, stretching, yawning, and tucking myself back into bed. Getting older offers few real benefits, but not having to get up early to get to work? That’s a biggie.