Conversation After Morning Salutation

At around midsummer. The 5:15ish sunrise. At the Lakefront. North Point. Bradford Beach. There you find the rare confluence of night owls and early risers. One bleary eyed. One prayerful. Some homeless. A few wisemen and the odd cop. There’s the guy with the massive bag of bread for all those damn seagalls (lakegalls). The guy with his electric guitar. A wistful girl on the phone to someone obviously important. A couple hand in hand. A gaggle of buzzed laughers and then there’s all those weird people with cameras … Oh, and Ma Nature’s display is usually quite interesting.
North Point, Milwaukee