Our stay in Castine, Maine afforded us a scant view of the harbor if we stood on tiptoe in the upstairs bedroom and peered out the window. But even that was enough to alert us to the mood of the morning. If we could see the harbor bathed in orange light, we worked quickly, throwing on jeans and fleeces to hurry down to the waterfront. After all, the show wouldn’t wait for us.
All sunrise watchers know the temporary nature of the event. And that holds in Castine as well as at the beach, in the mountains, or in a neighborhood. It just doesn’t last long. Or at least not long enough.
The first deep orange glow seemingly turns pale in an instant. But what you watch for is the sequence of orange gradations moving from dark to light one shade at a time. Boats change colors. Birds lighten up. And you find yourself scanning the landscape to take it all in.
In about half an hour, the warm reddish orange glow of sunrise in Castine turns to tangerine and then to melon before the sun’s golden rays peek over the horizon. And the water, awash in oranges and roses and yellows, finally turns to blue as boats get on with the business of the day.
There’s nothing to do when it’s over except hope for a repeat performance the next day. It’s all so temporary!
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