Our flight to Belize was almost due south, as the country lies on the eastern edge of Central America. Its landform is in the shape of a rectangle, with its north border on the Yucatan, the south on Guatemala and the east faces the Caribbean Sea. From the Belize City airport, we traveled more than two hours by car to Hopkins Bay resort. Upon arriving at our lodging, we got our first look at the beach.
The little geography lesson I wrote above wasn’t just for your information. It was to explain why all of the resorts in Belize face east. This fact brought us great joy each morning between the hours of 5 and 6 am, when the sun cleared the horizon.
Bill was always up and away with his camera well ahead of the key moment. I seldom overslept it as a result of another curious phenomena. With great regularity, around this time of dawn, I heard a mysterious tapping sound, as if fingers on the window – rat-tat-tat-tat. I thought Bill was trying to get my attention. But no one was in sight.
Ah, the sun was just coming up.
We eventually concluded that it was a bird that came tapping, although we never caught it in the act.
When I returned home, I was keen to paint a Hopkins Bay sunrise. I chose the above photo as my reference, although I had to lighten it up quite a bit to see the colors and the details sufficiently.
It took me two tries to paint the sky to my satisfaction. Pigments were new gamboge, quinacridone red, prussian blue, Thalo blue, carbazole violet, raw sienna, burnt sienna and a little transparent orange.
I miss you, Hopkins Bay.
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