Not only do we have rain in Oregon, but often in late Fall and early Spring the fog curls thickly around the hills, eddying along the slow moving rivers and misting through the fields.I was on my way home when I drove down this lonely country road, just at the foot of the Coast Range. There I found a line of trees marching softly along the gravel, to fade into the grey mystery of the fog.
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There is an otherworld feel to fog that appeals to my imagination. Your picture makes me feel cozy and at the same time intrigued by the mysterious possibilities hidden somewhere - out there - humm.
It makes me want to wander up the road and see what is hidden there!
This is absolutely stunning, Beth. I think I might have pulled over and sat for a bit. Bet you did.
xo
erin
What an excellent composition! Makes you want to just walk off into the fog!
What a great shot, Beth. This would make a great cover for an ECM album.
Fog does leave one feeling spooky, doesn't it? Just stirs the creative juices...
Lovely shot and prose to go along with it.
I often feel as if souls slip from this world into the next when it's foggy and misty outside. And new souls arrive in the fog too.
gorgeous.
This photo conjures up such a range of thoughts and emotions... it's romantic, spooky, beautiful, mysterious - I could go on and on! Isn't it wonderful when you stumble upon something so simplistic and beautiful?
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