An almost mystical morning hush is captured in this photo, taken while strolling the grounds of the Buttermilk Inn a few weeks ago. My normal routine is to rise early and (camera case slung over my shoulder) position myself well for that one incredible sunrise shot.
Instead, on this misty morning, as I approached the tulips, I found a calm, serene acceptance of what would be a rainy, gray day; reminded that only a few hours earlier, these vivid beauties had been wide open, displaying their variegated brilliance in the sun. Yet on this morning they remained closed, resting, content to be immersed in the lush landscape; soaking in the misty-ness.
There would be time to greet the sun on another morning. That morning became for me, a time to reflect, collect my thoughts, and rejoice in the brilliance, balance and serenity that is God’s creation.
This morning ‘shot’ stands right up there among my favorite ‘sunrise’ photos.