There is a place, a special place that is both peaceful and sinister at the same time, depending on when you arrive. It's called Dead Lakes and it's in the Florida Panhandle. I arrived just before sunrise, while the fog was still dancing on top of the waters. This is the moment where the light can just fade into a nothingness, or it can be something magical...maybe that's why I love landscape photography so's the unknowing and the anticipation. No matter what happens the gift is still to be their, in the arms of nature, so really it's a win no matter what happens with the light.