Morning has Broken, now where is Jane MacDonald?

Inspite of the rather unsettled overnight sea, I woke to the sight of sunshine and a much calmer journey. Looked for Jane all over the ship, but as we were almost the only passengers, apart from a few hardy souls and a fair number of horses and cattle (Mrs SoL was not comfortable about their travel conditions - I agreed with her), Jane, surprisingly, was nowhere to be seen. I guess it was the fact that the bar was not open. As the sun moved into the sky, the inner artist saw an opportunity. Here it is. I also tried the sepia mode on my little Nikon - see extra pic. Happy Sailing. Eventually got home after 36 hours of travel, mostly in the pouring rain. Collecting Elvis in the morning. Our peace and quiet will be shattered.