Sunrise Over the Atlantic Ocean

The second, and final, day of my mini vacation to Atlantic City with my oldest sister.

An early rise. A deserted boardwalk. Blue-gray clouds on the horizon. A hint of peach above them.

Seagulls cackling, flying around above us. The sounds and smells of the ocean. A boat on the horizon.

Pale peach turns to bright pink. A ray of light, almost tentative at first. Then the whole sun appears: peach, golden, finally yellow, as it fills our world with light. So bright we have to look away.

And so morning comes to Atlantic City: the beginning of just one more perfect day.