One tree.One frame, from a foggy morning. I woke early today and when I noticed the rare fog out my window, I raced it to this park, hoping to make it in time. One thing I have learned through my art is to trust my gut, and obey my impulse. When something begs to be photographed, when it gets me excited, I have to do it. The results are always exactly what I need- reminding me why I love this, why it is truly an extension of my being. My husband has seen this too- I know because he has pulled over on busy roads, gone miles out of our way, and made illegal u-turns just for me to get a shot. Yes I am beyond grateful.