Everyone rushes to take photos of Florida Gulf Coast sunsets - I must have hundreds. So has everyone else. That's the poisoned chalice of digital cameras. But it's an extraordinary phenomenon of our bit of the coast, that, walking along the beach in the very early morning,
It's not too early for the crabs to scuttle back into their sandy holes
But the dunes still look a little eery
And the wooden walkway back to the road is deserted.
But behind the hangars the sky's beginning to glow pink