I love it.
Yes, I certainly do hate hoisting my arse perpendicular in the dark of early morning, but once I am up, I love being out when no one else is up yet.
I love the smell of the moist morning air.
I love the light.
I love the feeling of unlimited possibilities.
This morning, though, there was actually another photographer out dodging Jellystone’s thunder-bumper showers, too. She is hard to see in this small online image, but she is there…hovering over her tripod and guarding the lens from the thick plop-smack raindrops, just as I was.
