Photo Journal

Early Morning Musing

Live in the sunshine, swim the sea, drink the wild air. Ralph Waldo Emerson

Racing Sunshine

On Sunday morning

I woke before dawn and ran,

sunshine at my heels.

Sunday morning - The sun rises earlier and earlier, and temperatures rise with it. I try to start my run early enough to beat the heat of the sun; but then I can’t resist stopping to take some pictures - so it catches up with me.

Mornings here are special - the lifeguard towers are not open yet, beach rental sheds and concession stands locked up - and only a few of us are out to greet the sun.

Pelicans fish close to shore.

Kindred spirits try to capture the beauty of sunrise.

Tuesday - Even a dark morning is beautiful -

- especially when the sun breaks through the clouds for a moment.

I don't ask for the meaning of the song of a bird or the rising of the sun on a misty morning. There they are, and they are beautiful.

Pete Hamill

Thank you for being here with me: here in this photo journal where I’m clumsily learning my way, and here on this beautiful, fragile planet.