Purely Magical Sunrise

  After a pretty much sleepless night, I headed to the pier before dawn.  Tossing and turning in the bed is ridiculous.  It was time to start the day.  Once there, I realized that this was no ordinary day.  It was more on the weird side than anything.  The sunrise was not even "right".  In fact, in all my years being on the Bayou, I had never experienced a day breaking in such a manner.

 

  There was a slight ridge of fog out over the mid part of the Bay.  It started back in the bowels of the Bayou and streamed out to the middle of the open water.  Fog is not anything new but seeing a long streak was.  Usually, the fog is low-lying and spread more over the marsh.  Then when the sun started to peek over the pines, it illuminated the fog streak near the mouth of the Bayou with such a brilliance that it was almost blinding.  The sky above the fog was blue and dotted with white clouds and this was mirrored in the still waters.  It almost had an ethereal glow to it.  I was spellbound.

  Then, the sky turned golden and the fog thickened to block out everything making it seem to be a lot darker than it should have been at that time.  The sun, however, was higher and absolutely blinding.  I was so enthralled by the phenomenon that I hardly noticed the family of otters playing nearby or the osprey flying overhead.  The mystical view had captured my full attention.  Folks, you never know what you will miss by lingering inside.  Get outside...see the magic!