My planned post for this week fell through, so the last two mornings I got up early and headed out to gather some sights and sounds of the park waking up. At 6, it’s not quite light, drops of fog water fall from the trees and the air is filled with birdsong and the low moan of the foghorn.
Beautiful.
Thanks so much
Thank you so much!
That recording of the birds coupled with the pictures puts me right there. Loved it!
Ahhhhhhh. Happy sigh. Was relaxing to read this and be in each of those little moments with you.
Absolutely stunning!
Stunning pictures! Hope you’re going to post more.