Clouds moved away in the middle of the night. The rising sun warmed the air which in turn clashed with the cold, new fallen snow, creating large pockets of fog. The distant hills were draped with the clouds of water droplets, a thin veil softening the features of the landscape.
Beauty belies the danger. Rural intersections are socked in. We all move tenuously, creeping our way along, struggling to identify any familiar landmarks.
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There's something awesome about this photo. The snow-covered corn field in the foreground and the semi-circle of trees interspersed with the fog in the mid and background. Great perspective.
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