the sunrise holds much promise

Carolina Beach North Carolina

Let’s start with the best one and work backward.  Even though I was on vacation, I wasn’t sleeping in much.  The slow mornings started before sunrise with a pot of coffee percolating, each family member stumbling onto the balcony in their pajamas for a sleepy glimpse at sunrise while my dad occasionally worked over the stove whipping up a batch of pancakes.  The sunrises were beautiful.  What I loved about them most was they were a quiet rendezvous each morning for us.  One by one we rose from a slumber fueled by fresh seafood dinners and plenty of wine.  The mornings held such promise of idle afternoons and peaceful evenings.  I found my dad a few times staring out over the water while the sea breeze battered our varying forms of bed head.  I don’t know if we said much more than a “good morning” to each other, but we were both hoping for an explosion of color to appear.  It was a nice rhythm to live by.  One day I slept in only to be awoken by an intense pink shadow crawling into my bedroom.  That was this sunrise (photo above – straight from camera).  With a single fishing trawler cruising by, the water was dead calm but alive with fuchsia.  Perfect.  Carolina Beach, NC, was good to us.

Carolina Beach North Carolina

Carolina Beach North Carolina

Carolina Beach North Carolina

Carolina Beach North Carolina

Carolina Beach North Carolina

Carolina Beach North Carolina

Carolina Beach North Carolina

Carolina Beach North Carolina

Carolina Beach North Carolina

Carolina Beach North Carolina

 

Carolina Beach North Carolina

Carolina Beach North Carolina

Carolina Beach North Carolina

Carolina Beach North Carolina

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  • Dennis

    All true!  I was there!  Nice words and beautiful pics, Emily.  You’re the best.  Love, Dad

  • Louisa Larson

    Wow – I love all the color!