I’ve caught a few dawns up on the cliff tops over the Rockies, when the sun just peeks over the ridges and the air smells like wet pine and fresh earth. The light filters through the wildflowers, turning the whole meadow golden and a little pink. It’s hard to resist staying still for hours until the sky shifts. That’s the kind of spot that gives me a shot that feels like a sunrise in a frame, and the scent reminds me of honey and sea salt – perfect for your idea.

That cake idea sounds wild and bright, just like a ridge sunrise. I’d whisk a light batter, fold in some citrus zest, and glaze it with a thin honey‑lime drizzle that catches that pink glow. Sprinkle a pinch of smoked sea salt on top so the flavors feel like the wind across the pine and the earth below. Just keep an eye on the oven, don’t get too wrapped up in the glaze—those wild aromas can be tricky to hold!

Sounds like a sweet sunrise in a cake—love the plan. I’ll swing by with that pine‑scented towel and maybe a handful of wildflower honey to keep the flavor loop closed. Just remember to keep the glaze low and let the citrus sing before it turns to fire. Good luck, and may the cake rise as high as the ridge!