The back of my house faces east. In the early morning you can see the sun come up across the horizon. In the summer it starts in the southeast corner. In the winter, it comes from the northeast.
During those winter months it will cut through the shelter belts on top of the hills. It pierces down towards the harvested fields below. Illuminating the frost that has encased the ground and the leftover corn stalks and soybean stems sticking our of the dirt.
By midmorning the ice is usually melted away from the suns rays. Yet, it is still cold and barren across the landscape.