In the pre-dawn light, the landscape around was ethereal. Long rows of bright yellow daffodils stretched to the horizon, culminating in bare birch trees. A low-lying fog hovered above the horizon, lending a mystical aura to the pastoral scene.
I sleepily dawdled outside from the warm confines of my car into the crisp cold atmosphere. I had left home at a time when most of the city was still sleeping, or recovering from shenanigans of a Friday night. But that meant I had this scene entirely to myself. But misery deserves company, and hence I pinged Chris Gering Photo to join me there.
While waiting for the sun to rise up, I found the crescent moon waiting above the field with a tinge of pink morning glow hovering above the horizon.
Skagit Valley
WA USA