Frozen, misty accent

Today I drove with my family through Provo Canyon toward Heber. The beauty of that place covered in snow and misty clouds defies description. I was simultaneously sad I hadn't brought my camera and resigned to the fact that, even if I had, I would never be able to capture the majestic beauty of those mountains, even if I spent hours trying.

As with most of my favorite shots, this one just kind of happened. I was trudging along, inner tube in tow, when I noticed sunlight catching the edge of some snow stuck to a light pole.

The sun was so bright I couldn't see my phone's screen, but I hoped I'd captured something that I could work with later. Here we have it. A frozen, mystical landscape covered in mist and eerie light--a symbol of winter beauty.

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