A low-hanging fog blanketed the surface of the river this morning. Clouds covered most of the sky as the sun tried to burn it’s way through. And for the first time in a while, a large patch of grass was exposed. I enjoyed all the colors and contrast of this scene.

There was a slight haze hanging over the city this morning, creating a bit of an eerie effect. I took a few photos and began to get ready to head back inside. Just then, I saw a family of geese approaching by air. I quickly got set up again and was able to capture them as they passed through my frame.

It seems the best shots each morning often come right when I’m about to leave. There is a delicate balance between knowing when to be satisfied with what I have and when to hold out for one last opportunity