On those “jewel of a morning” days when I’m lucky enough to be around with a camera, I always feel a bit of tension between how busy I am trying to capture the scene vs. sitting back and enjoying the splendor. This was one of those moments, when the sky was holding good color as the sun crested the hill and warm yellow began to spill through the grass widows. In my heart though, I know that if I tried kicking back and taking it all in I’d go mildly insane wishing I was photographing the beauty.