“Outside, there was that predawn kind of clarity, where the momentum of living has not quite captured the day. The air was not filled with conversation or thought bubbles or laughter or sidelong glances. Everyone was sleeping, all of their ideas and hopes and hidden agendas entangled in the dream world, leaving this world clear and crisp and cold as a bottle of milk in the fridge. ”
― Reif Larsen
As this wonderful mild September winds down, I’m reminded of the good time spent north of my home at our camper on Bancroft’s Marble Lake. Though I’m not a ‘morning’ person, there have been several occasions when I have ventured down to the dock to watch the sun rise, gradually burning off the mist that hangs over the water, dancing in the shifting air currents.
In mid to late September, the landscape participates in this dance as well. The cooler nights cause mist to form within the trees and hillsides and the whole world seems blanketed in fog. As I stood on the dock looking across the lake, the thinning fog began to reveal bright colours showing through layers of green. There was a magic to these muted colours that I really enjoyed. And so, here they are. It’s a bit more subdued than most of my recent images, but also has a real sense of calm and anticipation all in one image.
Tamron SP 70-200mm f/2.8 Di VC USD @ 200 mm
1/80 sec, f/4.5, ISO 100