After checking the weather forecast on Friday evening I felt reasonably confident that Saturday morning would grace us with a gorgeous sunrise. I remember my Grandfather’s poem which goes “Red sky in morning, Sailors take warning”. A forecast with medium cloud cover and a storm within the next twenty four hours presents the ideal conditions.
I planned to meet the morning from a mountain overlook but did not take into account the road conditions. Upon leaving the asphalt I found the gravel road unplowed with about six inches of snow & sleet. While driving my 4X4 as fast as conditions would permit the sky began to take on beautiful hues assuring me that my trip was not to be in vain.
My Saturday shoots are usually solitary events but on this day my good friend Andy was along for the ride with camera in hand. With our temperatures in the single digits the snow and ice on the rocks took on the reddish glow of the sunrise.
As a person who spends a great deal of his life in a small windowless office, I treasure these fleeting moments spent viewing in awe……
The Miracle of the Dawning