Blushing Bog, Landscape Photography
I woke up to another beautifully foggy morning this past fall. It hung heavy over the city creating a cozy blanket of wonderfully soft light. My early dawn walk through the Sifton Bog was filled with woodland magic, deer and all. One of the nice things about fall frosts is that it casts a thin layer of white on all the brown leaves turning them a soft pink, making a chilly day less bleak.
Where are your favourite places to go in the fog?