Power Lines

On occasion, when the sun is low in the sky and the day is somewhat gray, the power lines festooned alongside Lincoln Road will glow with captured light.  That simple touch from the sun will sometimes graph bright sine waves across the entire north valley floor.

I snapped the photograph I posted today on my drive home one evening.  My place in the world is there—in the bluish mountains at the end of the line.

 --Mitchell Hegman