Rekindled

"Sometimes our light goes out but is blown into a flame by another human being. Each of us owes deepest thanks to those who rekindled this light."
~ Albert Schweitzer

Low hanging, thick clouds this morning. But the golden light clings to the mountain ridge. Stunning... Each morning, another promise... The sky! Gold, melon-orange fire over Asheville. Thunder in the distance. Drama on the ridge this morn... I am always shooting into the light... It is raining. Gray clouds have completely covered the sky. But I have some pix!!!! Aha. Coming...

Front forest doing the hula with the wind's new choreography. Lights on & off & on. Rumble, says the dark gray sky. (Better hurry up with this blog photo.)