Here Comes the Sun

"Even though it was six o'clock, there was no sense of approaching dawn." ~ Mary Higgins Clark

It is 6:10 and there is not only a sense of approaching dawn here, but as I type I'm also watching it peek up from the horizon. Its pink and orange fingers stretch out, colorfully creeping into the sky and slowly revealing the majestic ocean, like a curtain rising up to reveal the stage set for the next scene of a play.