My wife Dorothy joined me on a trip to south Florida and she was instrumental in seeing that we stayed in a beautiful hotel with an ocean view. Truth be told, it wasn’t a hard sell. In as much as I needed to sleep in after getting up at 3AM for our flight from Chicago, it seems that my internal clock woke me so that I wouldn’t miss the sunrise over the Atlantic Ocean. There was an oil freighter anchored offshore that became an additional graphic element to include in the images.
I began when the sun was below the horizon line casting a bright orange glow through a partly cloudy morning. Anyone that’s ever watched a sunrise knows that it’s only a matter minutes or sometimes seconds before the scene changes dramatically.
Before I knew it the sun was visible and cast a vibrant reflection along the water that appeared to be aiming at me.
