Playa Corona sunrise. Ahhhhhhhhhh. I can still hear the fishing boats zooming across the tides like clockwork. The top photo is my favorite. Because it is interactive. The man in the middle is giving me a full body wave! And the sun is just barely saying hello.
I'll leave this post wordless until the end. You'll see that each day was only subtly different. Some days were clear and ruled by a white hot orb. Other mornings were draped with scattered clouds. But the gentle warmth of the sun was a constant. And of course, the boats and breakfast weren't far behind.
Heaven and hell...those are the dueling themes over at The Chorus of the Crows this week.
For whom the bell tolls...