Morning Light

On my way to work every morning I take a big chance. I climb a steep hill and turn a blind corner to the left. As I round the corner, over my right shoulder is a sweeping view of the countryside. Douglas firs crowd the valley and stretch to the foothills of the Cascades.

I always have to sneak a peek.

Depending on the time of year the view can be a non-view. If it's O-dark-thirty I see only what my headlights allow. Other mornings the view is shrouded in fog --- this is western Washington after all.

But the other morning, with some snow still lingering, the sun peaked above the mountains and lit the place afire. I had a few minutes to spare so stopped to capture the show!



Ahhh, life is good. Just had to share!