Aug 29, 2002
I thought I would share my observations of this morning and yesterday morning…
Both days I was up before dawn… actually on both days, I have been up all night.
Yesterday morning I was in awe of the golden brilliance that the
sunshine showed as it crested over the hills on the peninsula. It looked like a shiny gold disc hanging off of a charm bracelet, and I knew I had to get some pictures of it.
As I walked across the street to the edge of the bluff, I could see the reflection of the morning sun on the water below me. It was almost like the disc had broken and skidded and skipped across the waves toward me. It was a visual reminded of why we moved here and it took my breath away.
Walking back to the house, the chill in the air and the dampness from the dew reminded me of those cold mornings when we went camping. The delicious shiver when you first crawl out of your sleeping bag, then immediately wake up as you splashed icy cold water on your face, the steaming cup of hot cocoa that seemed to taste much more chocolatey outside, and the smell of bacon cooking over an open fire.. All of those memories came back to me in all of my senses, with the sense of smell coming the strongest….
This morning, as I walked towards the bluff, I was aware of the
differences between the two mornings. In the distance I could hear the foghorn blaring it’s slow, low and lonely sounds. Fog and clouds seemed to be trapped between the top of the hills across the bay and the water below. A sailboat floated quietly with fog circling it in emphasis. I found this morning’s pictures much more interesting.
Walking back to the house, I noticed that the chill didn’t feel quite as cold and the dew not quite as damp.
This morning was more silver compared the golden glow of yesterday. I think I like the silver better……