As the sun continued to rise, a few wispy clouds flew into view just in time for a quick color change. Floating through the city and out over the lake.
Around North Avenue Beach House, there is this wonderful single tree in the middle of the path. Kind of sad being separated from the other trees and surrounded by cement. Still regal & proud with its tree silhouette
Who knew that further down the path on my way home I would ride through some low-lying areas that were covered with fog?! Now I’m sure there is some meteorological reason for why this happens. But I’d like to think it’s just morning magic. So that’s what I’m going with. And I love when it happens… especially when the sun hits just the right spot and the fog lights up and streams through the tree branches creating these wonderful shadows.
