|Silver Fox Trail Sunrise|
It’s a cold, autumn morning at Alderfer Ranch and the landscape is dark and blue. Suddenly, a crack of sunlight streaks across the foothills, permeating the web of tangled tree branches.
Shafts of that persistent light stream through a dense layer of clouds, illuminating the big peaks to the west. Due to the dearth of birds, the eerie silence is a noticeable side-effect of the changing seasons.
Draped over the rugged contour of rocky terrain, long shadows are in pursuit as I hike the Silver Fox Trail. I pass through a dormant grove of wiry aspen, glowing bright white against the dark woodland.
Slivers of low light continue to creep across the meadow until the valley is filled with a comforting warmth. During this first golden hour, fluorescent rays infuse the area with a tinge of orange.
Despite being an industrious night owl, the pre-dawn excursion is worth the chilling discomfort. The November sunrise is an enchanting moment, radiating encouragement and inspiration. It’s time to seize the day.
|The landscape is cold, dark and blue|
|Sunlight streaks across the foothills|
|Shafts of persistent light|
|A dense layer of clouds|
|Big peaks to the west|
|An eerie silence|
|Long shadows pursue the hiker|
|A wiry grove of aspen|
|A dark woodland|
|Slivers of light creep across the meadow|
|Infused with a tinge of orange|
|An enchanting moment|
|Seize the day|