This is the third of a series of posts dedicated to photography on foggy days.
The first two were taken on the same morning when early autumn sunshine was burning off the fog down by the river. The bird swooping out of the low growing tree was a complete surprise – I only noticed it when I started processing the images. If I’d seen it I would have waited until it was a bit further to the right…
It was a similar story with this photographer who was invisible on the day – they get everywhere! The spires in the distance in both shots are Wimborne Minster. The colour hasn’t been messed around with at all – these are straight shots from the RAW converter.
This one was taken on a chalk ridge on a freezing cold day. The tree was covered in ice and the branches were drooping under the weight. Walking back across the featureless downland to the car park I got completely lost in this murk and stumbled across the car completely by accident….
Finally the classic ‘straight line receding into the fog’ shot. Luckily I didn’t get lost on this trip.
As always these shots are taken for the book cover market, and all comments, critiques and questions are welcome.
Thanks for looking!