The Mist

The creek was breathtakingly beautiful this morning, cutting through the brilliant white snow covering the pasture as a ghostly mist rose from it.

Looking back at the cattle’s winter pen.

The neighbors were surely looking out their windows and muttering about that neighbor girl with her camera. I drove up and down the road, stopping to take pictures along the way.

The mist traces the path of Sugar Creek through the pasture and under the railroad trestle.

Matt said it was even more beautiful at sunrise. When he and Madeline were out doing chores. And I was still snug in my bed. I am so not a sunrise kind of girl.

The sun in this picture looks like the Wise Men’s star. Looking off to the right you get an idea of how close we are to town.

And all of these pictures show how badly I need that lens cleaning kit I put on my Christmas list to Santa.

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6 Responses to The Mist

  1. MommyMommy says:

    I love the first picture. Absolutely breathtaking!!!

  2. Aileen says:

    I do cartwheels of gratitude across the tundra at your daily posting! So beautiful – and inspirational!

  3. jo & mommymommy – thank you!Aileen – I think a picture of you doing cartwheels across the tundra is in order!

  4. Stacie says:

    such awesome photos… makes me love winter!

  5. Sonia says:

    I love seeing photos of where you live! You captured some beautiful mist photos!

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