Morning Color - Glacier National Park, Montana

The darkness starts to give way to the light. The majestic subranges of the Rocky Mountains in the distance are silhoetted in the distance across the lake. The right amount of clouds are in the sky and are beginning to light up like a fire. The ten-mile long Lake McDonald has a few ripples, but not enough to destroy the mountains reflection. The lone boat in the lake sits there like every other time I have been there, turning slowly as the current moves beneath it. To my left, a group of boats on the dock await the morning sun when visitors will take them out for a spin. Only one thought goes through my head as I observe and capture this scene -- "There is nowhere else that I would rather be than standing along this shoreline on this particular morning."