OK. Ready or not, it is July. Here was the first for this.  Dawn, with all its promise, is my favorite time of day.  I’m not so much nocturnal or diurnal . . . call me interurnal, familiar with that time between night and day …

 

when for a short time, the light paints everything slightly different color.

Cosmic glory is what does it, whether the light falls on a vessel called Cosmic Glory or JRT Moran or any name else and a variety of horizons.

Isn’t Mary Alice or

its dump scow just glorious here?

Daybreak!  It was so bright I heard the drums and trumpets and felt water shudder!

All photos in June 2022 by WVD.