Thanks to a jazzy little cold our son brought home from Bahrain (or more likely the plane rides home from Bahrain) I was awake at 4 am this morning.
I spent some time pecking away hoping to get drowsy before daylight. Not a chance....so I headed out to our deck with my camera. I have to mention that it was 21 degrees..... ffffffffreezing cold temps that are seriously not normal for this part of the country.
As I stood out there praying in the new year and breathing in the cold crisp air I thought --
"Why not walk a few city blocks down to the beach oh lazy girl?"
I warred with myself then headed for my weather protectiveness items--aka woollies; hoping that if I actually saw humanity on my trek that no one would notice my PJ's.
First sight of water
I was not alone for this sunrise display of Glory. The gents in the back ground were loaded with many cameras, one of which was a home-made job the take a 30x40 negative -- it was huge!!
Here is a better shot of it.
My Ya Ya's Yvonne and Melissa would have loved chatting it up with my these guys but I was not in a social mood, I was using all my energy to prevent personal frost-bite.
(jsyk there is very likely impersonal frost-bite some where)
I would be a skunk if I did not say that I wondered if they noticed my jammies?
Will now post this and head to bed for a much needed nap.