I was out running that late February morning, watching the sky as I always do. The clouds were moving fast and the threat of moisture was evident. When I returned home, I grabbed my gear and headed for the highest hill in my pasture to see what I could see. The clouds rolled on and the colors changed. A small window of light came pouring down, but only for a moment.
**I recommend printing in HD Acrylic for this photograph. The metallic paper and the acrylic face create a seamless and stunning art piece.