Sunday Dawn

Seventeen days from the winter solstice and the sun now rises almost at its most southerly point in the sky.  Deep rose and rich amethyst tones fill the horizon lighting my southern facing beach with its best exposure.  In those magic minutes before the sun breaks the horizon, the waves are purple black, but with a stripe of deep pink at the base. Ephemeral and fast moving in the rising light, my frozen fingers didn’t synch quickly enough. 

Nonetheless it was a gorgeous tableau- velvet textures on a moving sea.