I passed through the Outer Banks of North Carolina for the first time in 1974. I saw no sunrise then, but a harvest moon, so very full...cat's eye yellow. I crossed Hatteras Inlet by ferry absorbing the moon's color into my very soul. Such beauty! It was always the moon that made me say "ahh!" Except for those times when I have gotten up to go fishing, sunrise has happened without me. Even on those fishing days, sunrise brought about only an occasional "ahh" but so did the flounder on my hook! And then came, not sunrise, but daybreak and oh, what a daybreak. As I turned in bed, a sliver, just a sliver of...not light, but red-orange, caught my eye. I thought "it" would happen too quickly for me to go and wake anyone. So I grabbed my camera and just started shooting. Over twenty-two minutes I took thirty-six photos knowing that with the next click it would be over! All the while, what I really wanted was to share it, to shake someone out of sleep, speaking softly, "Come and see!" Now I share. Come. See what God is doing while we sleep.