More aspens- these along the road as we drove up to Snowbowl.
Little darling, it’s been a long cold lonely winter
Little darling, it feels like years since it’s been here
Here comes the sun
Here comes the sun, and I say
It’s all right.
Today our final project is due in my photo group. The topic is whimsical, which has caused a lot of consternation and debate among some of the members. Our teacher included dreamy in his definition of whimsical, but I chose to bring a not particularly dreamy photo which has appeared on this blog previously in a not so whimsical form.
Here is the original photo, taken at sunrise from our driveway.
My daughter’s home in Alaska is surrounded by trees and mountains, and the winter sun is too low on the horizon to shine directly on their house. But for about an hour a day it sits in a gap between peaks, its intense light turning everything golden before hiding again behind the mountains.
Another beautiful Arizona sunrise!