Phew-weee! First day of the last month of 2016. (As it happens, December is my favourite month featuring the best day of the year: the twenty-first, summer solstice in the South and in the North marking the lengthening of the days. Ok, yes, maybe I'm also a tad biased since that's my birthday, but I still feel it's pretty special nonetheless!)
I often describe life as being tidal (sans the comforting predictability of the planetary tides), when there are times to go with the flow and times when the flow is with the ebb. I conceptualised this photograph some months ago to express how I was feeling at the time: finally accepting my own ebb tide while still wondering when it would turn. However, photographing outdoors in natural light means that I have to wait, sometimes for years, for all the right conditions — weather, season, sunlight, energy, tides, etc — to come together. And all the conditions did come together at the time... except for my energy; so I relaxed and continued to rest, knowing it would all come together when the time was right.
Then last week that thick mist rolled in on a calm morning and I ran into it to create my photograph. I'll leave the words now and let the picture simply speak...
