We were taking our monthly drive through the Cascades about a month ago. Jim brought the camera along, hoping to take the last few pictures on a roll of film. 

Driving past a grove of trees, he saw something I didn't, pulled over, got out of the vehicle, and walked back about a hundred yards. Returning, he said the elements weren't all there and he'd not taken a picture. 

He started the jeep again, and away we went. A few hundred feet ahead of us the road curved and immediately after that were two wide areas of shoulder and a few cars pulled over, the occupants taking in a truly magnificent view of mountain, cloud and verdant vista. 

I couldn't help but tease, "I guess you experienced premature inspiration." 

Hope that starts your day with a chuckle.