I love misty mornings.
I love the droplets of water that collect on spider webs.
It is nearing August.
No way! August? For real?
Anyway this time of the year sometimes can present itself in wonderful ways if we have warm days and cool nights in the form of fog that rises out of the valleys and creeps across the ridge as the sun rises.
This morning it crept along from the north east with a very slight breath of air.
On the 21st it came in like a bulldozer from the east and within a few minutes the ridge was cloaked in mystical fog.
I had to be careful as the camera lense quickly got moisture on it. Normally that is not much of an issue, but from what I understand my little Nikon D5200 is a primma donna when it comes to moisture. Well, at least that is what I read.
I went to a different location this morning. The view is not as breathtaking as my normal place, but I wanted to see and try something different. How could I challenge myself?
I lucked out in being able to actually get wisps of fog unfurling across the soybean field. Imagine my luck again that the cropland had been rotated to soybeans. Had it been corn the effort may not have paid off this well.
The road/driveway in and out of this place has some incredible dips and curves and this morning the road looked as if it were from another world.
At dawn the fog was rising from the woods. The above shot was taken looking west towards my driveway that is hidden in the forest.
After the sun burst over the horizon in a golden glow, I was headed home and looked down this same road, but from the opposite direction.
The trees were literally glowing with orange colored light.
I just checked the weather.
Fog is predicted for the next two mornings.
I am pinching myself.
Then I will go set the alarm clock and see if I can get up and see what the mists have in store for me tomorrow morning.
I can't wait!