Dawn

In the Northeast, dawn seems to slither in slowly, a little daylight, then a bit more, then it's almost day, finally the sun shows it's brilliance. Down here in Baja, it's different. It's dark, then there's a brief pastel glow, then, like a light switch, the sun pops up and it's day.

Locals here in Loreto are not early risers, with the exception of the pangaleros and fishermen. Nothing really gets going until about 8:00 AM, and then, like the sun popping up, everything happens. The many birds are singing away, the water truck drives by at exactly 8:20 blaring his advertising song on his crackly loud speaker, kids head to school in their perfect uniforms, the town comes alive.