My husband and I try to get away every year for our anniversary, and this year he whisked me away to a beautiful, tiny town on the Eastern Shore. We stayed in a charming one room cottage surrounded by water, snowy egrets, and moon jellies. We were eager to relax, recharge, and sleep in for the weekend, but instead we woke up earlier than average. Each day five trucks full of boisterous pro oyster fishers zoomed into the marina, jumpstarting our mornings with Spanish rap music just in time to grab the camera and capture these sunrises.
