It was one of the strangest mornings I have experienced in a while. I had set my intent to go “play” with my camera this morning and had the worst sleep, waking up every hour from 1am onwards.

Needless to say, I kind of felt like I was dragging myself out of bed, because I really did want to “play” with my camera and all I felt was some foreboding, ominous energy “vampirising” my “feelings”.

I went anyway and though I couldn’t stay long, I was graced with the most wondrous sunrise. The sun, a huge orange disk rising up from behind the island silhouette, painting the sky with its warm, radiant glow.

There was a lone woman with her dog that soon disappeared and then the beach was empty, except for me and the camera. It was beautiful.