Four AM. and we decide since we are awake we might as well have morning tea and get our day underway early. So it was that I was hiking down the trail to the sea at Indian Point just at sunrise and experiencing the transition from cool dawn to the brilliant warm light of early morning. We are regularly told that photography is all about light, but seeing is believing. The yellow washed over everything, warming the leaves already turning and falling because of our long summer drought, the bleached beach logs, and light sliding low into the shadows under the canopy of branches of the dark forest behind the shoreline.