I took this when I was at Pewaukee Lake

Lying on your back on the beach of a deserted tropical island.

I was sitting on a sand dune laying there thinking.  The dark ominous night sky stretched out with stars glittering and shining next to the moon.  The wind picked up with some sand and it danced for me.  It swirled shining of the rays of the moon shaping gliding through the air free and spirited.   Wild. Over the peak of the sand dunes light emerged.  Orange splashed over the edge like paint.  It rose followed closely by blues and red growing stronger and brighter.  Staring at it hurt my eyes making them sting. But, it was beautiful, natural.  No artist could recreate this.  This was a new day beginning with the birth of dawn finishing the darkness of night.  In the blaze of the sun the sand glittered with gold and silver glittering being still in the morning hours.  Blue spread through the sky showing the clouds lining the sky.  Under me the calm lake waves licked at my bare ankles as I stared into the radiant sunset just visible now over the treetops.   Damp sand clung to my legs. I inhaled the sweet smell hanging in the frigid morning air. Emerging from my daydream I tore myself from the beach and walked away on the sidewalk not looking back.