
the basin – day 164


Geschichten mitten aus dem Leben; über Momente die uns prägen, Freude, Schmerz, Hoffnung und Schicksal dem wir täglich begegnen. Ein kleiner Blick ins Innere, ein Blick hinter die Tür.
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Whiffin Spit was equally surreal this morning… love the fog!
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When i first went down, it was a wall of white light – love these foggy mornings – not a cloud in the sky an hour on – thanks for dropping by
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The most over the river isn’t obvious from my house yet. That’s a definite sign of autumn in my opinion. You must be up and out early to get these lovely photographs 😊
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Mist not most. 🙄
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I do that too, spelling has never been my strong suit 🙂
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Yes, the mists of autumn, we get them in Aug here just before the salmon run – and yes, always too early in the day. soon I will be a work as the sun is rising so I may have to rethink the time of day to take the photo – thanks for dropping by
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