Foggy nights

I’m fascinated by the consecutive foggy evenings we’ve been having. I hear the ferry horns blowing from the Sound.  Fog is mysterious, it draws us in and gives a completely different feeling to the night and trees.  I look up, the leafless trees silhouette their breaking branches around the faint moon that wants to be seen, but is shy on evenings like tonight.  I stayed up well after Midnight in the woods, the dark, my camera, head lamp and my friend; fog.  ImageImageImage

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