The sun meets the harbour bright and white. I cover my eyes squinting through the rays to watch the tug boat docking by the boardwalk.

“Good morning” calls out the captain as he leans out from the wheelhouse. “A bit nippy”.

I smile up from my scooter vigorously rubbing my hands together. Icy hands. Early light. Breath greets me like fog on a window.

This is my favourite time of day. Joggers nod and pass while panting. Dogs drag sleepy owners for a walk. Autumn leaves crunch and scatter as my scooter sends them flying.

Hot coffee and fresh cinnamon donuts greet me as the first cafe opens its doors. The locals say hello.

The daily rituals of the early riser.

Dezzie 2022