A foggy day back in the summer. As it's snowing here right now, I just relish in the memory of slipping into my crocs, grabbing my camera and heading out into the morning mist. The dense humidity in the air, my nostrils inhaling both fog and oxygen.
I couldn't see the cows in the field, but as I quietly called them in the thick blanket of silence, they appeared one by one. Trotting out of the clouds to investigate.
Gabe on Trike. Enjoying the 'smoky' day.
2 girls in the field.
Well worn road and line of maples.
Driveway.
2 comments:
gorgeous pictures!
Almost Eerie, but beautiful :)
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