Yesterday just before the dawn, I went down to the beach again, I am being drawn towards it lately. The astounding quietness, soft darkness, and the glowing light in the east, that gradually increases into bright reflections.
And while the beautiful light is compelling me to get up and travel down to a frosty wake up call, it is the birds that really make me want to visit.
There is something amazing about the shifting light, and the bird's response to it. When the sun finally reaches over the mountains, and crosses the beach to the water, the birds react. Like a orchestra warming up before the concert they seem to be suddenly more active, their honks and whistles louder.
Masses of them take off, wings whirring as they circle the wharf, only to land 100 yards away honking in some sort of satisfied way, that this spot is better.
And when the sun finally touches the edge of the water, their twitters, caws, and warbles send out the message that the concert has begun for the day.
Beautiful imagery, both photographic and written. Love the perky little fellow at the end.
ReplyDeleteman what beautiful scenery!
ReplyDeleteLovely! Summertime is bird time here and they wake us up at around 5 am..
ReplyDeleteTo live so close to such beauty! I dont blame you for being out every morning. I sure would. What a stunning sight! Watching the sun rise and the birds play. Sigh.
ReplyDeleteOh, how beautiful. I do love the mountains but there is just something so awesome about the water. Your photos once again are breathtaking.
ReplyDeleteThese words are beautiful! I so enjoy beaches...(and miss the availability of going there)..these words reflect my feelings as well, Thank you!
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