Jul 18, 2008
I like the early morning when everything is pristine. The day has not yet been marred by noise or people or the wakes of boats. Animal footprints from last night are plainly visible and easy to identify in the sand, sand that was erased like a chalkboard from the last high tide. The low sun of early morning and late evening has a special glow that comes from the atmosphere acting as a prism and is called the "golden hour". There is nothing like it.
Posted by Mark Kreider at 8:47 AM