I took some film and my camera (which could probably use some cleaning) to Highlands, North Carolina two weeks ago and I'm missing it already. There's a quietness, a serenity to that place. If you wake up early enough, you get to watch the fog lift slowly from the trees and the colors change magnificently during the sunrise.
We stayed in this gorgeous, dark grey house. It overlooked a small, grassy landing strip. There was one point just before sunrise that the sky turned this electric pink. I scrambled to run out the door and into the field to catch it, but I didn't change my meter fast enough (bottom, middle).
This last photo was my view from the porch looking over the fields and fog toward Black Top Mountain. The whole vacation was too fast, but it reminded me to slow down. It's easy to get going so fast that the days go by right from underneath you. Take a breath, slow down, and take time to watch the sunrise with somebody one morning.