Flying to Georgia I was struck by the mist forming a thick veil over all the mountains. The trees were only visible near the mountaintops, islands in a sea of clouds. Without seeing evidence of towns or homes, it seemed a very wild place. It almost looked like a remote jungle, though I was on approach to Atlanta at this time.
It was amazing flying for almost 10 minutes over this beautiful scene, watching the clouds shift as they formed over the peaks. Though this was mist and not storm clouds, it was easy to visualize how mountains create their own weather.
This was shot shortly after sunrise, so there is a hint of orange suffusing the clouds. Because this mountain has several ridges, the clouds and mist have swirled to form a pattern as they step down the slope. They look like some surreal cloudfall, a waterfall formed from mountain and sky.