JUDY COLLINS, please sing your song for me...
I've looked at clouds from both sides now,
from up and down, and still somehow,
it's clouds' illusions I recall...




...I really don't know clouds at all!


And there you have it. As enticing as it was to think I might be viewing the coast of Portugal from my spot on the deck of Shishe's beach house on the Outer Banks of North Carolina, even my foggy morning brain knew that it simply couldn't be true.

A long, low bank of clouds on the horizon had done quite a convincing job with its illusion.

The sunrise was lovely. It was unusual. And for sure it's one I will recall.


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