A tiny crescent moon floats above the edge of Isla Carmen waiting for the sun to chase it higher. The silvery sliver of light bathed in soft yellows and pink. The sea presses gently on the shoreline with tiny slapping sounds. Such a morning!
As light begins to fill the waters of the bay of Loreto, neighbors appear, dogs in tow or in the lead. Joggers breath heavily, keeping their pace. Seagulls strut and small fish leap as if to tease.
Gorgeous, this Sunday .. this honoring the beginning of a new day. Un dia de descanso. Heart full. Mind at peace.
To the east, the mainland sends up a show of lightning. Bursts of reddish colors paint the undersides of thick storm clouds. Loreto is humid, but no rain or thunder for the moment.
The repaired lighthouse in the marina casts a welcoming green white light as the top spins in its glass housing, guiding mariners safely home.
Overhead, starts punctuate the space between the clouds. The low level of city or neighborhood lights provides enough dark sky to enjoy a palette of twinkling white. Distant suns and planets. The extension of our our small earth-based universe.
Suddenly, a larger break in the clouds, now backlit with white. A tiny crescent moon, bathed in shades of orange, casts a shimmering pathway across the surface of the Sea. It appears as if I could almost walk to Isla Carmen on a carpet of watery light.
Yes, sultry summer nights on the Sea of Cortez, as we step toward fall …..