While driving on Canaan Hill Road, I came around a corner and found this scene before me: perfect peak color in the trees, their tops illuminated by the angled morning sun; fields of wild brambles also turning fall shades in the foreground; a fog-shrouded hill behind; and incredible cloud patterns above. Amazed, I pulled over as quickly as I could to capture the view before it disappeared. This required wandering into a dew-wet field full of thistles and other wild weeds, and it took me ages to get all the burrs off my clothing afterwards.. but it was so worth it!