I could tell when the sun first began to rise that it would be a spectacular morning. So Mrs C and I headed out to give you a new angle. We struggled to find the right spot as the sun was changing every few seconds.
These were taken from the middle of the road a minute or so apart.
Just a wild shot at the sky because suddenly the streets were littered with power poles, electrical wires, scaffoids, etc.
A few miles from home my wife got this image, probably way out of focus but wow!
Only a mile later the camera recorded this:
We drove onto Fiesta Island - low, sandy, barren -- and started to walk along the water.
We were not alone.
That hump in the middle of the picture is Mission Hills, where we walked a few days last week.
The gulls were out and happily squawking