Awakening.

Another shot from yesterday morning for today’s musings,it was such a spectacular sunrise ( and one that I actually got out of bed for ) that I took quite a few shots knowing that it might be some time before, either, I made it out at the break of day, or, the conditions might be as good.

The sun coming up and lighting the vapour trails of the jet high above, the mist hanging over the river, the dew glistening on the grass and hanging in droplets off the gate, England’s green and pleasant land at it’s finest. I’m sure I’ll feature one or two more from this series over the next few days as almost everywhere I pointed the camera there was something spectacular to see and capture.

In all I was out and about for a little over an hour, I walked perhaps a couple of miles at the most, I took in three locations and had a lucky change of heart halfway around which resulted in an interaction with a family of swans at the local millpond, not to mention disturbing the resident heron who took off and flew into the mist looking ghostly, silently gliding on giant wings into the mist and the silence.

I’m sure that conditions this morning would have been very similar. I looked out just before dawn and the sky was showing all the signs, glowing pink, but I decided against going again, it would have been hard to better what I’d already seen the day before, almost to the extent of being mildly disappointing which would have been a shame, far better to enjoy what I’d already got.