At dawn I often find fishermen at work, surrounded by a sea bathed in orange, reflecting a sky painted by first light. Haven't I seen enough dawns in my lifetime?
Perhaps. But on the shores of Hunugan Cove in Caramoan, I stalked the dawn for four consecutive mornings. It usually starts off as a pitch black sky before the silhouettes of the distant horizon become apparent. Eventually light appears in the sky, and hopefully there are enough clouds to reflect the enchanted colors of the dawn sun. Each dawn is different. And to witness each unique spectacle can make every attempt worth the wake. Enjoy.
(Pixel-peepers: Perseverance increases the odds of catching a great dawn, but just as in life, there are no guarantees. I often wish there were more clouds in the eastern sky, but not so much that it obscures the horizon. That's the usual recipe for a fantastic light show.)