The fog of Uncertainty

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For days now I am greeted in the early am with layers of fog.  It sets my morning in a way that allows me to move in an unfettered way.  There’s a freedom attached to the fog.  It holds what it is to come and for the few morning hours before the sun moves in there is a beaconing – a calling –  so to speak – step in and create.

I shot these magnificent trees on the coastline in Half Moon Bay — a friend had said the night before — “I hope you capture the fog – it is suppose to be really thick tomorrow.”  Well with that challenge I set out in the early morn and my camera companion did the heavy lifting.  My body moved to the grace of the elements and I found myself in sync with the dance of the atmosphere.

 

 

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