The morning drive up to the summit of Mount Mitchell, on my journey with my grandparents on the Blue Ridge Parkway this past October, took us through impenetrable fog. All we could see was the road. But at the summit of Mount Mitchell, the highest point east of the Mississippi River, the floating water vapor we had experienced as fog at lower elevations transformed into beautiful clouds swirling around the nearby mountain peaks. It was one of the most awesome sights, in the traditional sense of the word, of our vacation.
I think these conifers bracketing the shot are firs, although I’m no arborist and stand a great chance of being wrong.
A selfie at the summit of Mount Mitchell that I shot with my Sony A7R II on a timer
By day, I’m a web programmer. When I’m not on the clock, I find peace in exploring natural and architectural marvels. My love of photography is an inevitable extension of that.
Through photography, I’m more than a passive observer of the world. I’m indulging both my creative fancy and my technical acumen.
I created this site, Jasonian Photography (a play on Smithsonian), to share the results.
