"I almost did the same thing," said a neighbor, running past me in the opposite direction. The light would have slanted in a bit lower through the tress when he passed this tunnel of green.
Not that I'm complaining about the angle I got to see. Seeing light pour through the trees first thing in the morning reminds me that there is more on heaven and earth than we can ever comprehend. We're lucky if we have eyes to see and a lens to capture. But the light is there for us even if we don't.