I know another sunrise! But I get so giddy about them, and every-time I think that is the most beautiful sunrise I have ever seen another one surprises me. This was on Tuesday morning, the snow was melting but it was still cold and there was no breeze at all, the sun was shining bright and the fog had settled into the hills bellow, it was stunning.
There is a whole town nestled somewhere under that fog, and what I love about mornings like this but also find eerie is that I leave the house in sunglasses, we are very high up and the sun is always so bright but the lower you drive, and the deeper into the fog you drive, the darker it becomes. Of course it is common sense that this is going to happen, but all the same it amazes me ever time, just because of the sheer beauty, and how the scenery evolves. It is one of those mornings you could pull up a chair and just watch the beauty unfold.