Day One Hundred Twenty Four: May 3
One of the things I love about living in Virginia is that history is all around us. Our house is only fifteen minutes from Manassas National Battlefield. I did a shoot there this morning, while working on something else entirely. Even though the highs reached the mid-80s here in the Virginia suburbs of Washington D.C., the morning started cold and gray.
I got the shot I needed for the project I was working on. I was walking back to the car and this light reached out and grabbed me. When I got to the battlefield in the pitch black darkness, it was foggy, gray, and rainy. The rain stopped about 20 minutes before sunrise and we were left with this low-hanging cloud.
This shot was about ten minutes after sunrise, while the light is still blue and before it turns that golden orange that we’re so used to for the day. The fog was just burning off; you can see it lingering in the distance even as a breeze where I stood had largely blown it away from me.
For a day that started at 4:45 AM, I think this one turned out sort of neat.