A mountain that initiated a change in our lives, Mount Woodson of Poway. Facing mostly west one early Sunday morning.
At first, it appeared a simple scene. Very little high cloud, the sun surpassed the sunrise optimum viewpoint and the town lay below. The longer we stood and admired the scene, the more it grew upon us. Frankly, it's magnificent, in my opinion.
Personalizing the sunrise's reflections.
Glorious boulders and rocks...the stuff of kitchen countertops.
A longer view from the peak, west facing.
I think I'm stuck, The Potato Chip. This popular, over-used San Diego spot is only clear in the early hours.
An attraction of the early morning hikes, reaching the summit with the sun.
Beam me up, Jenni.
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