Ready...

Though I walk past this ash tree nearly every day I’m really only aware of its existence during the Spring as it begins to show its leaves and the Fall when it begins to shed them. Mostly, I just walk by it somewhat oblivious…until Sunday. The fog enveloped it and created such an aura of mystery that it became the center of my attention. I was ready to make a photograph.

One of my early mentors, Minor White, wrote, “Spirit waits for the photographer it has chosen”.