While staying in a cabin on the lake, I woke up one morning to what appeared to be a entire wall of sunshine. There was a huge fog cloud, hugged right up to the edge of the shore. The way the sun lit it, made it look like a giant bowl of sunshine. The only way I knew the lake was still there was thanks to a passing duck. The world just stopped there.
I was in awe and inspired!
I started following fog, pulling over if I was driving whenever I found some. The way it moves, sometimes obstructing light, sometimes reflecting it; so interesting!
This series of photos is called Fog-u-scapes, a combination of the words fog+landscapes with a nod to the word obfuscate meaning “to make obscure”. My poem by the same name in interspersed through out.
A gossamer surprise when earth and heaven meet
Swirls and streaks mix and greet
Low areas rise to higher places
Across gaps to mingle in open spaces
Soft fingers stroke the land and features
Weaving between plants, buildings, creatures
Rising off open water as a gentle whist
Cool steam dancers formed of mist
Or resting still in sheer wall of apprehension
All contents held aloft in suspension
The sky bends low in polarized contrast
Hiding or highlighting; a smokey mask
Projecting either a glorious display of reflected light
Or eerie calm atmosphere, obscuring sight
Not held at bay, independent yet contained
Once lifted, the dew as testament remained
What about you?
How does nature make you feel?
What’s your favorite photo?