Earlier this week, I went out for sunrise. I almost didn’t go because my bed was warm and comfy, and outside wasn’t. But I dragged myself out anyway. My weather app said that the clouds were going to be favorable, so I really needed to go, and in all honesty, it wasn’t terribly cold out. I’ve gone out in colder weather.
Initially I was going to go to a trail that I frequent I the summer. But when I got there I realized the sun was in the wrong position for the photos I wanted to take.
I left that parking lot in a rush and tried to figure out where I wanted to go. I didn’t want to go to Asylum Bay, because I was just there a few weeks ago, and I didn’t have time to go to another park on the other side of town.
While I was driving, I decided to go up going to a park around the block from my house. I wasn’t totally sold on the location, but I wanted to have something to show for my efforts.
I walked up a small hill and watched the sunrise from a higher vantage point. Once I captured a photo I was happy with, I moved on.
I saw a birch tree that looked cool, but the photos didn’t turn out. I’m going to try again at sunset when the sky will be more favorable in the right direction. While I was looking at the birch tree, I saw another one that I also enjoyed.
After I captured my tree photos, the pink in the sky started to clear up. I considered going home, but wanted one more image. The clouds were still interesting, and I saw the tall grass poking through the snow in a prairie.