At this time of year, we’re back to taking “sun showers” when we can find them. This morning, the sun rose on a perfectly clear sky. We are expecting a very important phone call, so we tag-teamed the cabin, one person staying inside while two went out. When Aly came in, she told me that I should go look at the big thumb peak behind the informally-known-as LC Mountain. (My friend, Russ, reminds me the peak is named Mt. Sinclair.) She said the sun wasn’t really on it, but it glowed anyway.
I stepped out and saw the peak backlit by the rising sun, yet glowing on the shaded side. As I watched, the glow sharpened, and focused into a shaft of light. i ran for the camera, and, unfortunately, only got fuzzy photos, but you can kind of see what I saw.
There are glaciers up in there, and at least one kettle lake. I imagine the ice is polished smooth like a lens right now, and reflects the sun back onto the peak at certain angles. Whatever the source, it was a beautiful, fleeting sight. Within 10 minutes, it had disappeared.