Wandering in the Mist

Yesterday saw a fine morning mist and, as almost always, it called me to go out and see who else was there and what was happening. Often there are giants or fairies at play - safe in the knowledge that humans will not see them and there are ghosts that invade the mind and make all seem magical. So it was I set out with hope to meet new friends and old, see new vistas and shapes both friendly and foreboding.

As usual the Fuji X-T1 performed flawlessly.