So I was driving past this beautiful high meadow in the fog and the trees on the far side were just a ghost and theĀ light on the grasses in the meadow was just the most outstandingly beautiful glowing and sparkling gorgeousness… and I said to myself okay, when I come back this way I’ll stop and take a photo… And then I got hung up in all this errand running and franticness and now it’s getting dark and I missed the opportunity to really really spend time looking at that beautiful place in that beautiful moment…and I wonder just how many times this happens to me… where there’s a moment that presents itself, but I say no no not right now I’ll come back to it and then, as it happens, there’s no real opportunity to ever return