The predawn hours are filled with a certain, specific kind of anticipation. The sun is on its way, soon to break through with splintered light across the sky, illuminating familiar sights. With maybe a surprise, too. The air is cooler in those dark hours, creating another kind of anticipation – not just the onset of light, but actual warmth.
Growing up in Miami, Fla., ”warmth” meant heat and humidity, of course. Even in the darkness,…
