I was drawn to the glowing fog out in the hills and the zigzagging lines the trees made.
This photograph seems to come straight from the page of a fairy tale. I’m was in a hurry to get to my destination before the fog lifted in hopes to capture some wall worthy images, but it was so thick it forced me to slow way down, doubling my commute time, as I could barely see the road in front of me. Fortunately, the fog hung for several hours, providing a number of great opportunities. This image is a result of that memorable morning.
This boathouse is sitting on a lake, only this morning the lake was completely enveloped by fog.
