On my favorite morning trek up the hills and over the bridge, I almost walked by this scene. A dreamlike setting, much appreciated, was emerging in front of my eyes. I had to repeatedly focus to see beyond the thick, moist mist.
I set up my tripod and waited a bit until my camera lens could capture what my eyes presented to me. It was difficult to get my camera to focus, and the fog kept obliterating the image in front of me. At last, my camera and I were in agreement.
I clicked the shutter, and then the scene began to change rapidly. The fog morphed and completely hid the beautiful view. Luck was on my side this morning!
