Sydney, 20 March 2015, 6:38am
I must apologise to Ernest Hemingway for nicking his title — but it is apt, in a way. I’m not a big fan of getting up, let alone getting up early, so the only time I see sunrises in Sydney is in the winter, when the sun gets up at the same time I do. As such, I do tend to forget that the sun doesn’t just set, it also rises. We are still in late summer, but for some crazy reason I woke up early today, alert and awake. Perhaps my subconscious knew the sunrise would be spectacular!
Hmm, maybe I should turn over a new leaf. Reset my alarm clock and greet the dawn of each fresh new day, coffee in one hand and camera in the other. Capture a full year of sunrises. Or maybe I should sleep on the idea …
Sunrise (a crop of the next photo)
Sunrise (full version of previous photo)
Sunrise – higher now, and look at that shimmer below the sun. Reflection or illusion?
This is plant pot decoration (the ball glows in the dark), silhouetted against the rising sun.