On the way to work this morning I left early enough to catch the sun rising over the north fork of the Black Creek in Middleburg, Florida. I pass this area a lot but its usually later and the light is flat so it was a nice treat to finally catch it this way.
Tipping is not a city in China. Especially not on that turns you into a soulless vampire.
After a night of chasing ghosts, Emily (about a year old at the time) woke up early so I decided we should go on walkabout to see how Savannah transforms from the most haunted city in America to an enthralling architectural and historic beauty. This photo of St. John’s Episcopal Church captures a little of both as the golden light of morning pushes away dark shadows hiding vengeful ghosts. Shot on Fuji Provia 400X film (sadly discontinued in 2013).
Sometimes I think its all been done before. Then, a bleary-eyed morning drive to the work shows me this. It amazes me that no matter how many sunrises or sunsets I have the privilege to see, they are all different. Some are more spectacular than others, but the key is to take a brief moment and allow yourself to see them. Too often we get caught up in the day and miss the most beautiful things, right there in front of us. They may not always knock you off your feet like this sunrise, but they are there. There, reminding us that it has not all been done before, and that each day presents a new thing of beauty of behold.
If you have been to Savannah, you know this place. Serving the public since 1858, this fountain and the park its in are always nice to stroll through, especially in the early morning hours when its less crowded. At night the park is infested with boo-hags and worse; I tried it once and did not quite make it to the fountain. That’s okay, there are plenty of less haunted venues to see at night in this ghost-filled city.