It wasn’t a ski day for me with freezing misty rain so I went for a hike to experience the mood of the forest with the fog and the mist, and, the creeks and the snow. There was such a soft atmosphere that I felt lovingly enveloped by it all. Callum, now at eight months, was a delight, curiously sniffing the ground around me patiently whenever I stopped to take photos. A soft patient morning hike reflecting the mood of the forest.
Surrounded by Fog
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