Folded cloth

I drove down the road this morning and noticed how the sun had just come up over the mountain and how, with the deep shadows, the snow took on the appearance of folded cloth. That is the beauty of the mountains and the sea. They always look a bit different each day. I thought that that perspective would only last a few minutes and, sure enough, by the time I had fetched the camera, the folds had largely disappeared. Still, tomorrow is another day and I liked the shot; it will do for today.