Early morning, the breeze is blowing. Flutters of seagulls in search for breakfast while rolling waves crash to shore signaling the change of tide. In the forest, monkeys scream a warning and squirrels fling from branch to branch. All the while, the sky blush with indigo, vermillion, yellow and all the colours in between as the clouds play “peek a boo” with the rising sun.
Such sweet solitude.