Dropped Kendall off at school this morning...headed back home, driving almost due east...came to the top of a hill and caught my breath. A white mist rose above the hills, looking like a snow-capped mountain. Just above it, the bottom half of the rising sun hung under a line of gray clouds; it was thinly veiled so that you could look at it straight-on, a perfect half-circle outlined in yellow, glowing softly over the hills and hollows. It was so beautiful. I guess it's a good thing I didn't have my camera - the road curves right there and I would have ended up at the bottom of a hollow, most likely.
But I think I'll start carrying my camera. There are too many moments like that one that I would like to save and share. Soon, the hollows will be filled with condensed clouds in the morning, like bowls of whipped cream...the hill tops peeking through. With my limited photography skills, I doubt I'll be able to capture the scene, but I'll give it a try.
All photography tips are welcome!