For a few magical moments Monday morning the sun was shining through the trees at Huntley Meadows Park with a gorgeous golden light. At first I was a little disappointed that there were no birds or animals for me to photograph, but gradually I was drawn deeper and deeper into the simple abstract beauty of the trees themselves.
The varied colors, shapes, and textures of this intimate landscape enveloped me and filled me with a kind of reverent awe and inner sense of peace. I would have liked to freeze that moment and experience it in slow motion, but all too quickly the golden light faded and reality returned.
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Mike Powell 
I love your description of your moment with the trees. This happens regularly for me, but it’s so hard to find the words to describe it. Yours were spot on.
Thanks, Allen. So few people experience these kind of early morning moments out in the wild. They don’t know what they are missing.
What a beautiful image. And I’m learning that about the light: how quickly it comes, and how quickly it can go. I used to think, “Oh, that’s a pretty sunset. I should take a photo.” Then, I’d decide to grab the camera after I finished an email. And, whoops! All gone.
The finest moments seem to pass the quickest.
Beautiful light!!
Gorgeous!