As the days grow shorter and colder, there is a lot of moisture in the air, more often than not in the form of rain. It seems to wash away colors and details, leaving only the most essential information.


As the days grow shorter and colder, there is a lot of moisture in the air, more often than not in the form of rain. It seems to wash away colors and details, leaving only the most essential information.
This place looks like it stepped out of a story book. The fall colors make it a truly magical place.
Today, the world showed itself from its minimalist side…
I took this picture, and looking at it on my laptop I thought, “Nah, too misty, and with those dead trees… Let’s throw it out.” Then I looked at it again today, and now I think it’s actually beautiful! Weird, how your perception changes from day to day…
That magical moment when golden light touches the leaves but a chilly morning fog still lies in the distance…
Today I was fortunate enough to show my parents one of my favorite places!
I had to lie flat on my stomach to get this picture, but I’m glad I did!
This is often the most beautiful time for skies.
A misty Friday morning again – I’m getting good at predicting when the circumstances will be right. This morning, I woke up at a quarter to 5:00, saw that there was some mist over the wet areas of the field in front of our house, and decided to go to the fens for sunrise. My husband complained a little, but decided to join as well. It was another beautiful morning!