Shenendoah NP, Virginia
On the shadow side of the sunrise, I stopped for a view across the gaps, as I headed north. It was November, and most of the foliage was gone on the ridgetop, but islands were to be found running down the mountainsides and deep in the valleys between, where warmth was trapped and the forest had been more protected from the Nor'Easter that had devastated the higher elevations two weeks before. Vapor clouds rose from deep below, creating a soft haze across the miles. The pink glow of the Earth's shadow, on the far horizon, made a nice accent to blue skies that would soon lose the few remaining cloud banks.