Misty Morning

You’d think I’d have learned my lesson. The No. 1 rule is to always carry a camera with you, no matter where you go, because you never know when you’ll find a most amazing image. OK, today I had an excuse (sort of). Cameron was going on an overnight field trip to nearby Sky Meadows State Park, and we had to make many trips to the Tahoe to pack all of his gear. So, somewhere along the way I left not only my camera backpack but also my trusty point-and-shoot in the house. So, of course, as we drove down Ashby Gap I saw the layers of fog blanketing the Crooked Run Valley, the peeks of sun sending beams of light through the clouds.

“OK,” I think, “it’s really pretty, but I don’t have time to stop so it’s not as if I’m really missing anything.” After dropping Cam off, I headed to my office in Middleburg and that’s when it hit me as I drove into the parking lot—the backyard was filled with glistening spider webs and layers of ground fog. “Darn, darn, darn,” I thought as I exited the truck and scoped out the gorgeous farm fields. So, with little choice, I pulled out the iPhone and did my best to capture a small piece of this beautiful picture. Lesson learned—yet again.