Mist curls, rises, swirls over the Snake River in the light of early dawn and a full moon. It is the morning of the autumnal equinox. The air is calm and chilly, about 42 degrees. A touch of autumn color tints a few trees. Pileated woodpeckers and a northern flicker sound their ringing calls in the woods. A small group of black-capped chickadees gurgle softly to each other as they hunt for insects in the hazelnut bushes on the riverbank. In a few minutes, the sun will rise, the mist will vanish and the day will gradually warm to 70 degrees. But for now, the river valley is hidden and serene.
Beth, you are such a good photographer. These are gorgeous. Makes me want to go there.
Sue
Sue, thank you for your encouraging words and for following my blog!