There's a stillness in the mist, as if the world holds its breath. Time seems to slow, and even familiar places feel mysterious, untouched. I wish every morning carried this kind of quiet magic.
Some mornings are different. It's like the world refuses to fully wake up. There aren't many people around, everything stays quiet. I love those mornings!
Hopefully this summer's harvest won't be too shitty! But I don't have high hopes. Everything is just growing slowly. It's too wet and there are way too many pests around.
Maybe the best shot from yesterday. Later that night it got much darker, the magenta shifted to a red and a slight tint of greenish yellow can be seen. What a magnificent spectacle nature is giving us here!