Forrest in Fog

I was doing some digital organization today, including importing photos from my M240, which I apparently neglected to do over the holidays. In addition to the usual Thanksgiving and Christmas photos I found a handful of landscapes I'd made as I was getting read to drive home from my parents' house.

They live up in the mountains, in the middle of a redwood forrest, and often the mornings are foggy and when the sun cuts through the trees at just the right angle its truly magical. The trees glow as the light wraps around the trunks and filters through the branches, everything cool and damp and quiet.