Sorry if you think this post is about music. The light is the opera, here…. Pre-sunrise, on the way to the point.
The sun’s coming!
Ah, there’s the rise!
Looking back. Note the orange cast on the foam by the tiny, new island.
This is mid-day, looking south from the grove.
The cottage is oddly keystoned…so, keystone kottage?
We don’t cross the bridge this time of day, and so miss this every time—almost sunset.
And, from the first rest area south of the bridge.
Do you forgive me the title?