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  • Neither of us were going to capture what we were looking for that morning. One of us was in the right place at the right time ... without a camera and the other too late SLR under arm.

    Casting its reflection on the water, the vast rising red disc was not going to wait for anyone. As I've learned only the brashest most blatant sunrises, layered with light, can be captured an iPhone. The smartphone's blunt camera was never going to accommodate the subtle colours and shapes visible as the sun rose adjacent to a silhouetted Lambay Island, casting its reflection below the line that no one ever reaches. All I was left with was a grainy representation to help the photo in my memory.

    Time was the other sunrise seeker's obstacle. He missed the main show. Arriving too late, the sun had risen too high - the beauty of its refined beginnings no longer visible. I told him as much as we both lamented our own shortcomings, wished each other luck for the next time and parted.
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