Early Friday morning, John and I hopped into the car and headed toward Mount Hood. We neared the peak just as the sun began to rise. Ooo.
I've come to realize that I really, really like to take pictures of ONE thing. Like, one mountain:
Or, one deer; who incidentally really stood that close to our car. No telephoto lens on that shot.
This one's my fave:
Funny how I like my picture subjects singular; but the guests in my house plural.