Sun caught

Rising early, while everyone slept, without even my dogs, I walked the path to the sea to catch the rising sun. 

And, to be honest, it was bland and prosaic. The colour rose over an unclouded, untouched sky, over a still sea. 

But then I saw the dew drops caught upon the spindly bushes lining the path, and lay down on the cool wet sand, and saw the sun rise through the prism of the water drops and the angular tangle of the bare-spindle branches. 

And the change of perspective - a few feet, made it spectacular.