Three Points of View

Last Friday I spent a very happy (but cold) hour  at the top of a hill, watching night turn to day. The dawn came with an add-on attraction of rolling mist.

In the east, all golden glow and wisps of mist

Dawn with mist-1

To the south, a more modest blush and a veiled valley

Dawn -1

And cold blues chasing the moon away into the west

West dawn -1