The silhouette of the hills reminds me of a Swedish poem about the cliffs of the large South island in Stockholm. 
As cut out of sooty paper -- the poet wrote about the silhouette of the cliffs.
I love watching the sun rise over the hills and mountains this time of the year.
Today, Monday, June 21st, the sun rises here at 5:39 a.m. and sets at 8:11 p.m. I know it's been up for awhile where most of you live.
Have a great day!