For some reason, I like getting up in the early morning when the light is low and the noise is almost non-existent.  It is a time that I relish and look forward to each and every day.  Even if I don’t have to rise that early, I still do.  Sleeping in to me is getting up no later than 7am.  It may have started when we used to live in San Diego and I had to drive up toward Los Angles every day for work.  Each and every morning, I used to see the sun rise over the mountains as I drove along the Pacific Ocean.  At night, I would drive that same path in the opposite direction watching the sun set into the vast ocean.  I felt as if I was all alone watching this magic occur each and every day.  Those images, which I saw hundreds and hundreds of times, are ones that I relish in my memory.

I must have given that gift to my youngest son.  When I have an idea that involves getting up early, he not only is up for the adventure, but wants to make sure that we get up as early as possible; even if it means at 4:45am.  This weekend was no exception.  It was about having him to try and fish for the first time.  It was so quiet, you could hear the water as it moved across the dock, back and forth.  The sun rose in a mixture of dark and light. I don’t think I could have recreated this in PhotoShop had I wanted to.

And when I see images like this, I know why I get up so early in the morning.

And one shot from my son.  I loved what he did here.  No PS magic, he just turned the camera upside down.  And it works so well (at least to his Dad!).