At dawn our band of photographers crossed Chain Bridge just in time to capture a glimpse of sunrise.
The last traces of fall before Thanksgiving...
I braced against the edge of the bridge to capture a few ducks resting and detached my camera. Suddenly my tripod took a high dive off the bridge on to the riverbank below...
The ducks slept through the excitement, as we scanned the shoreline.
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I especially like the central sycamore in the foreground, and the light through sycamore leaves - who can resist fired up backlight through wild and warm sycamore leaves.
Nice to memorialize the tripod plunge and Jim's saving grace.
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