By Joann M. Ringelstetter
It’s hard sometimes to drag myself out of bed in what most people would call the middle of the night so that Ruth and I can head out to photograph. But once we’re out there on a quiet country road and the darkness begins to change to a magical early morning light, I know that it’s all worthwhile.
In that half hour or so before the sun peeks over the horizon, the light is nothing short of glorious. There are usually no traffic noises, but rather the sounds of the natural world waking up. The insects are quietly buzzing, the birds are beginning to sing, and a tremendous feeling of peace comes over me as I set up my tripod to capture the moment.
Often in these early morning minutes, the grass is glistening with dew and I am working quickly in order to add a few precious scenes to our collection. These are usually the best photos of the day because the light is soft, the colors are vibrant, and the atmosphere is often a bit foggy.
Last Saturday, we were rewarded with these beautiful morning glory scenes at the break of day. By the end of September, it's not unusual for the morning glories to have faded away. But this year, due to the lateness of the first frost, they were still as beautiful as ever. Morning glories on a glorious morning -- what could be better than that!