I’m lucky that where I live has a large number of these small loughs. The cool nights brings lovely morning mists over the loughs. Here we have the last of the mist has it gets burned off by the sun. I love down by the loughs with the wildlife and birds calling and rumbling around the undergrowth. Just to sit and watch the landscape as it gets painted has the mist lifts, its priceless. At this lough the hill in the photo is topped with a fairy fort, a circle of trees.
With the early morning sun and the dampness from the night still in the air I caught my old friend here in the wet grass with the low sun giving a reflective quality to the shot. Nothing beats an early morning walk on a morning like this.
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