Saturday, November 28, 2020

And the Mist Comes Rising in the Morning




 

1 comment:

Barbara R. said...

Yesterday I knew that the fog which surrounded me would eventually burn off. But in the meantime, the trees accumulated droplets of moisture along the bare twigs...so when the sun finally hit them, it was beautiful to see. I tried taking some pictures of them, but they aren't anything like the real beauty was.