Amanhecer (become morning)

March 7, 2009

Atlantic City, NJ

Notes from my journal.

Our room is on the 25th floor and overlooks the Marina. Slept fitfully. Decided I wanted to get up and see the sunrise. I went out on the balcony, but realized the sun is rising on the other side. So I put on a sweater and got my camera. An older man who works here was in the elevator and I asked him if there was a place outside I could watch it. 7th floor.

I could tell where the sun would rise long before I could see it's rays. You can tell by the blue of the sky where the sun will appear. Less midnight more royal. The sky lightens slowly. The royal tones fade into a periwinkle glaze. It's not very spectacular this morning. The ripples in the water are more distinct as the sky gets lighter. Gray and pink with light blue above softly muting together. Ever gradually it gets lighter. The street lights turn off. The seagulls play over my head. I think they're flirting with me. Waiting, waiting. My hands are cold. Pink turns to peach as the sun changes hue. And then I see it. Bright orange. Just the tip. It's very modest today. Simple, round...but still the star of the morning show.