When the Dawn Jogger arrived at Bedwell Bayfront Park this morning before dawn she found herself almost alone, which is not typical. The clouds that brought rain overnight had largely departed, so what did her fellow early morning exercisers know that she didn’t? Lingering showers, that’s what.

The 10 minutes of wetness didn’t dampen her enthusiasm for walking the Park around sunrise. It’s at that time of the day that, in her mind, it’s the most magical. The red salt ponds and orange fields just glow. And there’s plenty of water fowl to watch going about the business of breakfast…