Go watch the sun rise over the ocean.
This time, with pictures.
As a reward for (finally!) finishing painting yesterday evening, I roused myself at five, made some coffee and headed to North Topsail Beach. I timed it almost perfectly. The symphony was just starting as I crested the high rise bridge over the sound onto the island.
I pulled alongside a few other scattered cars behind the dunes and walked onto the beach.
I took a seat and settled in to watch.
I even got lucky and someone was out working this morning.
The cold bit my cheeks and fingers as the waves roared over the rumble of the boat. Platoons of pelicans soldiered past.
And then, she came.
In all her glory.
And this morning, nearly alone on the beach, it felt like it was just for me.
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