After sleeping in the little back room of the old mountain inn, I woke early and slipped outside with my camera. My sneakers and the bottoms of my sweatpants were soon wet with dew as I crossed the front lawn to the lake where a fog slow-danced across the water, softening the morning with wisps of white.
5 comments:
Lovely. Early morning fog is the best.
Glorious. Much envy.
This makes me realize how badly I need a good camera. Gorgeous pics!!!
It is almost unbelievably beautiful...the leaves, the water, the mist. Amazing.
Gorgeous scenery...inspiring!
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