Driving home, three good songs on the radio and then perfect light. I couldn't stop smiling.
I pulled on my new snowboots, and dashed out the door with my camera thudding against my chest.
The light was so perfect it took my breath away.
A momentary break in the clouds, and pure gold.
Everything was silent except for the wind, and the light faded fast.
Still I was grateful, so grateful, to be in the right place at the time. With my camera.