I woke early Saturday morning, grabbed a steaming black coffee and drove out to watch the sunrise from the local docks. Lobstermen, cigars hanging from their lips, loaded fishing boats with bait, and motored out to sea to check their traps. The early morning wind blew slightly from the South and the headache from last night slowly drowned into a sea of morning caffeine. I found a few areas to snap photographs as the sun rose above the tree line, forming a bright blue sky. The rays of the sunlight soon beat down upon stranded lobster traps on the dock as low tides left drift boats stuck in the sand.