T.: Foggage

Thursday, December 26, 2013

Foggage

The Point at Seward Park

At Water's Edge

Sunset at Sayres Park

The day began lost in fog, ended in pale pink streaks across a cold sky.

3 comments:

ElizabethDecember 26, 2013 at 10:14 PM
Really remarkable photos -- the series against the beautiful blue and chartreuse back-drop is gorgeous.
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susan t. landryDecember 27, 2013 at 12:50 PM
yes. all three are very strong, and together underscore the beauty of each on its own.
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My life so farJanuary 1, 2014 at 7:02 AM
Wow. Love the photos.
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