With the weather forecast calling for clear skies overnight, the family and I decided to rise and shine early on July 24th and take in a sunrise over Rockland Harbor.
Waking up at 4:15 am on Sunday morning, I looked out the window of our home and noticed a surprise – an envelope of formidable gray was reigning high above. Well, so much for the promise of a cloudless sky.
This type of scene would have normally caused me to embrace the enticing thought of going back to bed, but there were “cracks in the armor” of the cloud cover, which inspired a glimmer of hope that venturing out to water’s edge was still a worthwhile pursuit.
Driving in to Rockland we observed a long stretch of muted pink stretching across the eastern sky – a sight that finally banished the last of our doubts as to whether dawn had the potential to soak the sky and bay in a sea of color.
Rubbing the last of the sleep from my eyes, I stayed the course and we arrived at the southwest side of Rockland Harbor about a half-hour ahead of morning’s big show.
The initial approach of sunrise was ushered in with generous amounts of pink splashed about the seascape as an armada of sailboats sat quietly at their moorings. Minutes later, this beautiful scene was doused – and nearly vanquished altogether from the sky, by a blanket of dark clouds passing overhead.
Despite the momentary change to the mood of the sky, the brilliance of sunrise was not to be denied.
A swathe of color flared-up once again on the horizon – this time more spectacular in nature than dawn’s first act as oranges and yellows now melded their delightful tones upon the reemerged pink firmament.
The passing clouds still loomed ominously over the harbor at this point and appeared to be dropping rain just beyond Owls Head, but rather than their gloomy countenance ruining this artistic moment, the contrasts of dark blue and bright pastels complimented each other in a conflicted, yet tranquil manner.
The only showstopper for the family and me was a relentless legion of mosquitoes lurking in the still air, which eventually forced us back to our vehicle to watch the waning moments of morning radiance take one last bow.
By the time we surrendered our harbor positions to the dawns standing army, we had managed to take in the very best the sunrise had to offer, and besides, I was ready for a good cup of coffee.
As for the loss of sleep hours earlier, I made up for that too with a relaxing Sunday afternoon nap, so all is well that ends well!