I took this photo just outside of Wellsboro on a morning that felt more like a memory than a moment. The fog was rolling low across the hills, and, as the sun broke over the ridge, it lit the land in a blaze of orange that stopped me in my tracks. There was a stillness in the air—like the world was holding its breath—and I knew I had to capture it before it slipped away. This image isn’t just about the sunrise; it’s about presence, about noticing the quiet power of the earth waking up. A magnificent reminder that today is here and it is ready for you and me.