Predawn
It's about 4:30 am... The sky is just starting to lighten up, and the first birds are starting to chirp. Not much else is moving, but as you look across the still water, you know that the lobsterman are up and preparing their boats for the morning trip out to pull traps.
It has been a quiet night, almost a silent night, once the guests head off to bed. Me, I keep watch, hoping nothing happens, but ready to react and take charge if it does.
It has been a quiet night, almost a silent night, once the guests head off to bed. Me, I keep watch, hoping nothing happens, but ready to react and take charge if it does.