Dawn came in hot today, as the heat wave continues, over an ocean chilled down to 60 degrees by south east winds.
As I strolled to the surf line, I startled a fox retreating back over the dunes. Standing in the wash, the temperature dropped as if I was facing into an air conditioner set on max. Welcome to July.
As dawn arrived on this Independence Day, the weather defied the predictions of the weather prognosticators for morning thunderstorms, and pleasantly surprised with a beautiful sunrise.
As we celebrate this day, may we resist judging our ancestors against the enlightenment that we possess today, lest our descendants judge us as harshly against the standards of the future.
The sun rose over a rapidly warming ocean through a heavy haze. Temperatures heading north of ninety again today accompanied by a hundred percent humidity. A midday siesta is in order.
With Elsa’s hot breath on our collective necks, sunrise arrived in the hues of warm pastels. When the inshore ocean temperatures rise seven degrees in twenty four hours, you don’t need a barometer to know what’s coming.
A day after the tropical storm comes through, dawn arrives as if nothing happened at all. Sunrise painted on horizon like a mirrored bookend to Thursday’s. Just another beautiful morning to be standing at the ocean’s edge with a fly rod.