Weekly photo challenge: Split-second story

Split-second love story.

Shadow of a bridge
Bridging land and people.

Other split-second stories we liked:

Rising to meet the sky

After the rain, mist rises from the mountains to meet the sky. At times the mist rises in columns that bend gently like grass in a breeze, shifting east and then west at the whim of the winds. The movement is hypnotic and in its silence, mysterious.

Mountain mist.
Post-rain mists rising to meet the sky.

Purple bee balm

Many of the photos in this blog are taken along paths trod time and time again on weekend “photo safaris,” which usually consist of an hour walking an area less than a half-mile radius from the house. There are mornings where the thought forms, (with sigh): “There doesn’t seem to be anything new today.” And almost before it’s completed, something new does appear. This was the first time in all the years on the mountain that we’d seen these purple bee balms. These were perched comfortably on a steep, south-facing slope.

Purple monarda
Purple bee balm.