to catch an unexpected show
A day's first and final hours of sunlight, the "magic hours," are supposed to be the best time to take pictures. It's true.
At around seven-thirty this morning I went out with my camera, followed by our dogs, to take pictures of the ranch.
At that time sunlight comes in timidly, at a lower angle. Later it will beat directly from above and flatten everything, making you squint.
Early on, dew makes the foliage sparkle and a passing puff of fog might add a bit of mystery.
Birds are beginning to stir amid the early-morning stillness and fresh smells come from the wet grass crunching under your feet.
Dogs have no time for contemplation. Their hyper noses glued to the ground, they do figure-eights as if this were their first time outside and everything was new.
Even without a camera, you're in for quite a show.