THE fog comes | |
on little cat feet. | |
It sits looking | |
over harbor and city | |
on silent haunches | |
and then moves on. |
It also makes for some pretty cool lighting when it begins to move on.
Along Trail Lake |
Trail Lake |
Trail Lake |
Trail Lake |
Cottonwood in its glory. |
Bald eagle against ridge on mountain just becoming visible. |
Two swans, two cygnets. |
One swan, two cygnets. |
Swan stretching its wings, cygnet behiind it. |
aaaaaahhhhhh!
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