And the magic of a first fall frost hit me right between the eyes.
I failed, of course. It's impossible to capture, even if you do have enough time and all the photographic power in the world.
Dandelions are transformed.
Dead leaves are transformed.
Everything glitters and shimmers, just for a moment, when the first light hits it but before the full beam of the sun melts it away.
Soon enough it will be commonplace and unremarkable, but for this morning, it was a definite shift of gears to start the day. Today, especially, it was much appreciated.