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Oak on Winter SunriseI hiked through a frost-covered meadow in the morning to get up under this tree. And it was one of those meadows with very long grasses that formed little frosty mounds. They gave way with each step with the sound of a tiny crunch that spring back up after you pass. But the moisture is so light and cool, it is not even noticed until you look down and see your shoes have a slick coating of their own.
I then got up underneath this old oak tree with my wide-angle lens, aiming it in the direction of the rising sun. Because I was so deep in the valley, the sun did not crest for another three hours, but the light dithered in different ways the whole time.
- Trey Ratcliff
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