First of all, it was 36 degrees when I shot these photos. That's the coldest morning I can recall in the whole time I've lived here.

A cloud hovered between us and Catalina, dropping rain on the ocean:

When the sun rose:

It turned the clouds pink:

Up on the bluff, we could see to downtown and beyond:

Here's the Paradise Cove pier with no one on the beach. (Check out that square lip, where high surf chewed away some sand.)

And here's the view to the north. Beautiful.