It’s just been in recent years that I’ve chosen to get up before dawn. Oh, I did it before retirement, of course — to soothe a waking baby, to catch an early flight, or to set up a conference room for a morning meeting. But now, I can choose to see dawn unfolding. And nowhere do I love it better than on the beach at Pawleys Island, South Carolina.
Recently, we stayed a few days at the Sea View Inn, one of the few remaining Old South bed and breakfasts that serve three low-country meals each day. So getting up meant having time for myself in my place in the world without even having to make coffee. It was there, each and every morning, hot and ready for the taking, even before dawn.
I left the porch and moved slowly down the beach, passing houses whose windows were lit with morning glow.
With salmon tones in the background from the almost-up sun, Pawleys Pier jutted out to greet the seas and make ready for sunny days.
Colors changed from smoky pink to peach and orange with a hint of yellow, but just a hint . . .
until the sun peeked over the horizon, bathing all in early-morning glow.
At Pawleys, I never take dawn for granted. Never ask for clear skies or cloudy ones with interesting configurations. Come what may, it’s my place — albeit a temporary one — just as it is.
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