As September drew to a close, and October began, we had a string of magical events on the homestead. The morning of October 1st we had a beautiful sunrise. What a great way to start the morning of one’s 50th birthday!
These are the images. I wish I could give you the whole experience: the magnification of the peaks the camera can’t capture, the feel and aroma of the soft morning breeze, the bright quarter moon hanging too high in the sky to be included in the photos, the pleasure of watching all of this with a big mug of fresh, hot coffee.
After taking these photos, I set up a tripod, mounted the camera, and set its interval timer. In the time it took me to set the timer—maybe 30 seconds or so—low clouds blew across the valley between the peaks, blocking the red sunlight and completely changing the view. Like cut flowers, the sight was even more precious for its transitory nature—there to be enjoyed for only a few brief moments before disappearing forever.