Hope

Lockdown in England has forced me to explore my local woodland where I take my dog, Monty, for his daily walk. Last friday there was a promise of thick fog, but alas, thick fog did not materialise, it rarely does here, sadly. Instead a hint of light mist was all we had but that allowed the glorious warm rays of the morning sun to penetrate the landscape.

 

I've always quite liked this area of the woodland, but I could never quite make this tree work in previous conditions. Friday morning was different, a thin veil of mist created just enough atmosphere and I guess timing is everything.

 

I take a great interest in politics, but I try not to mix politics with my photography, with art, but it felt like this morning was promising something better ahead. Let's hope so.

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