I awoke well before dawn on my penultimate day in Mallorca this summer. I wanted the experience the serenity one finds at the birth of a new day, surrounded by nature. My home town of Singapore does have many green spaces but they are a patch of nature juxtaposed against the greyness of manmade objects. I was craving for the antithesis.
A yacht had moored the previous night and bobbed gently on the rising tide as the first light of day bathed the foreground in a rich golden light. The moon was cradled amongst the wisps of cloud as they glided silently across the sky overhead, travelling on the a light breeze, which rustled the branches ever so slightly.
I think this is going to be my go to calm place for this year.