An Early Morning Paseo

Snapshot of an early Sunday morning at the Cinta Costera in Panama City, Panama. Photo by ©Omar Upegui R.

As I was enjoying myself pressing the shutter of my DSLR camera, suddenly from the ocean a slight breeze sprang up and slowly wafted inland.  The sea was silent.  I didn’t see a trace of life in the waves that rippled the Pacific Ocean as the first light of dawn streaked the sky.

Occasionally, I distinguished lazy pelicans bumping and splashing in the glass-smooth sea.  As you can see in the picture above, there were few people enjoying the morning breeze.

The Coastal Strip was there all to ourselves.  At this instant (06:00 a.m.), there was nothing much to see—just the glassy sea, the sky blazed with thrilling, warm shades of pink and gold, the sharp clear, empty horizon.  It felt so good to be alive contemplating nature and the dormant city in the background.  Good Day.


3 thoughts on “An Early Morning Paseo”

  1. One of my favorite things to do on New Year’s day, or even Thanksgiving, is to drive into Houston and explore. Nothing is open, and most people are watching football or whatever – it’s about the only time you can poke along, enjoying the architecture and such without terrible traffic. I did it with a friend last New Year’s Day. We even found an open French café with good coffee and croissants!

  2. Morning Linda:

    I use the same tactics for my photographic sojourns. Nothing beats a photo session early in the morning when it’s quiet, the light is perfect, and little or no traffic at all. Wonderful!



  3. Magnificent website. A lot of useful info here. I’m sending it to a few friends ans also sharing in delicious. And of course, thanks to your sweat!

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