Backlighting

I went out—just for thirty minutes or so—to put a mile on the legs.  Well.  You know how that goes.  About three miles into it, I was 800 or 1000 feet above the Chev when I noticed this single aspen in the distance glowing in the sun.  I was shooting directly into the glare.  Not a good way to get an image.  But I really like the way this one came out.  You can see my target at center right.  It is pretty blurry.  But.  Even without it.  I like the picture.  And.  As anybody who carries a camera knows:  Good pictures are a matter of luck, of being in the right place at the right time.