When I awoke, I saw there was a thick fog. I made my groggy self a cup of coffee to take with me, put on my rubber boots, grabbed my camera gear, and walked along our small creek to this tree.
I’ve wanted to photograph it in the fog for a while, and it looked like this was my opportunity. The deer have a well-worn path through here, but it’s narrow, and the wet vegetation soon had the legs of my jeans soaked through.
I spent more time photographing this tree than I anticipated and was glad I had brought that coffee with me to enjoy while I was doing so.