When I grow old, I hope to look back and reflect on the early mornings spent in the Rockies.
This morning like many others I was tempted to lie in bed and sleep. Waking up and hiking before the sun rises, feels like an early morning punishment.
Often times, the difficult days are the rewarding ones. Sometimes you get an incredible photo. Today I found stillness.
There was no breeze and the pond was a still as it had ever been.