Sunrise photos today, the same one (this morning) in different versions, so you can choose the one you like the best. This was just before seven, in case you want to be up for the sunrise tomorrow.
Looking towards the east.
The dawn chorus starts early here, although the cockerels are constantly rehearsing and sounding off no matter the time of day or night. Later they’re joined by the chug of fishing boats, the squabbles of sparrows and other small birds, and the early-worker moped turning over and driving off. Depending on the day, you have suitcases being wheeled past, ferry claxons, the rumble of heavy anchor chains being dropped, and the louder chug of the gulets. Then there are the passing voices, and the thump of footsteps as the boy next door leaps down the side alley making his way home either from a very early start or a very late night.
Towards Petini.
As for sights, there are the cloudscapes when we have clouds, like this morning, the chickens and their chicks up the lane living in reasonable harmony with the cats, the boats coming and going in the harbour, and the lines of refugees or asylum seekers being walked around the harbour to sit in silence and wait for the catamaran to take them to wherever their next port of call may be.
A panoramic version.
And then, my view changes to this machine, my fingers on the keys, the cup of tea next to me, and badly typed words on a page. So, the rest of the day begins.
The wider angle.
