Friday the 13th Eve

If I had any inkling, at all, how beautiful the mist and morning sunlight through the trees (the ones we still have here in No.Va., anyway) would be then I wouldn't be here in the cubicle right now - I would've gotten up early with the camera and gone out for some of the most wonderful images I've ever mist, er . . . missed. Shit! I need to take my job up on some of the carte blanche days off I've been given for whipping this position into line.