I love the fog. I would really like to shoot some long-exposure photos in the early morning with trees outlined and barely visible. I especially like it when the sun begins the break through.
Today had all those features. As I drove to work, I mentally framed dozens of potential photos. Problem was, here I was on the interstate, which isn’t the best place to just pull over and take a shot. Lots of opportunities, but difficulty in getting to them. Should I just keep going on down the highway as always, or stop and take advantage of these opportunities?
This time I kept driving, somewhat regretting the choice with every passing mile. So began my 46th year.