lost in a daze
relinquish
heavy clouds pour down the mountain, a thick, down blanket of still silence. dew gathers and slicks hair to skin as i search for a path out of the mist. trudging the length of the valley floor, my feet sink deep into sodden earth. water droplets pool on my eyes and my vision blurs more by the second. surrendering to the soft quiet at last, i bow my head to the dampened grass and dense vapor fills my airway slowly. the fog sinks and swallows me whole. Photo Credit: Untitled Photograph by Ed McGuirk



In another life, a simpler life, I'd love at the edge of a meadow and enjoy the fog rolling in over the fields..
Stunning again. Love it