Brilliant white tops

Last October, I was in the observation car of The Capitol Limited train, as it came around the mountain. There, for the space of few ticks of the clock, I was witness. The early sun just caught the tops of the forest on the distant side. There below were the brilliant white tops of the fog, covering the valley. This is a view to remember…and to reflect upon. Why do I yet recall this moment? What does it say about me? If you have had such a passing moment, what does it say about you?

:- Doug.

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