When Your B-Roll Becomes Your A-Roll

Lake Champlain sunrise. Still mostly dark. Then an explosion of fiery day over the silhouetted Green Mountains in Vermont, over the slightly refracting waters of the lake…

It’s mornings like this when your B-roll becomes your A-roll! It’s mornings like this that I pinch myself. Gently. But enough to startle myself into reassessing my day’s priorities.

Today I caught myself just in time to juggle priorities. Here’s what convinced me to recalibrate the agenda.

Ah, yes, Adirondack summer. I hope the rest of the day is as spectacular as the beginning!