Crossing Picture

This stone bridge spanning Beargrass Creek was enveloped by fog when I arrived to try to capture the fantastic mist. This shot was taken still fairly early in the morning, as the fog was beginning to burn off, making it seem as though the bridge were being caressed and shrouded by the fog bank. It to me looked like something right out of Celtic mythology- a place where the veil between the worlds had thinned.

This, again was taken in Seneca Park on the right hand side of Beargrass Creek. I have no special equipment for my camera, so I used my hand to act as a sun filter.
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