Thefleetingday – Morning in Ceningan

They started crowing shortly after the sea waves had helped us fall asleep. They were still crowing at 2 and 4 am and at 5.30 I’ve had enough. It was still slightly dark outside, I sneaked out from our beach hut and sat on the small terrace in front of it, facing the pool and the blue lagoon. Wooden boats rocked softly on the waves.