We climbed out of bed at five in the morning for this sunrise. It was October or November before Bredon was born, and Daylight Savings time was done, so we were moving fast enough at that time of day to justify the trip out to the sea.
I don’t specialize in landscape shots – I am much more interested in the details of the life lived out in them – but this landscape enchanted me. It was a waiting; it made me want to hold my breath to watch the story play out. I could see the ocean coming in, see what it left behind, the foam results of busy wanderings as the tide went. Pete and Piper and my brother Jeremiah (number 5 of our eight-kid family) played in the glassy sand reflections, not really noticing the cool of the water. I stood with my camera and tried to take it all in.
I’m pulling things out of my archives this week, since I’m having a hard time sitting up at the computer for any length of time to produce new work. I am beginning to feel less knocked out though, so I’m hoping for a bit more next week.
I hope you all have a happy Friday and a really good weekend. Maybe sneak up early; catch a sunrise. Or a sunset. I always wish this on others – at least once in a lifetime. Sunrises are like coffee. Which I am totally getting this morning. Treatment or not.