Mount Tuchekoi rises above the fog that fills the Mary Valley. Here where the Yabba and Mary meet, the fogs of autumn through to Spring are commonplace, and every morning the diary cows emerge from the fog, gathered at the dairy gate. The cobwebs of the fences drip with dew becoming sparkling jewellery as the sun illuminates and colours the mists.
As a child, barefoot, I would often run the paths of the cows, and frolic across the wet grass, delighting in the refreshing fog of a winter's morning, sometimes crackling upon the frosted turf.
Beautiful shot Ian, very nice composition and wonderful light.
These misty photos are really beautiful Ian, and I know how you must have felt when you were remembering those childhood days. So many memories, when the senses were still sharp as a pin and the days were endless.
Friendly greetings, Amelia
Dear Mira, Yves and Amelia,
I love your very authentic responses revealing your own experiences of life, beauty and memory.
This particular morning my mother was with us, and I was driving and taking her to places and situations that she hadn't been often or for a long time. "Remember coming here?" she inquired. "Yes Mum, I do, that was when you were working on your Imbil Book and Dad took a photo for you of the confluence of the Yabba and the Mary. That was in 1955, Mum", I replied.
After our photographic outing, on the way home for breakfast, we stopped in our village to buy milk at the shop for breakfast.
Of course all this is quite the reverse of childhood.
Then, mother is taking you to see things you have never been before, as she educates you with the future in mind.
Then, we were running in the fields to bring the cows in for milking.
Then, we delivered the milk to the storekeeper for his breakfast.
Then, it was work before breakfast, not gallivanting around the countryside with a camera to share with Panoramio friends across the world.
Then, our world was the farm and the village.
But then the images were as precious, beautiful, wonderful and misty as they are now.
Thanks indeed, Андрей.
I have added your folio into my favourites, looking forward to see your new work.
Thanks John. It was a great morning which started before sunrise and continued into the sunrise and then later as the fog lifted. I loved it and I am pleased that friends have enjoyed the images too.
Ian in Brisbane, Australia
Again, I appreciate your visit, Olga for this is really a part of me.
Thank you for sharing this beauty. I like your comments about the photos. Greetings. Silvy
It certainly was a joy to be out in the mists that morning Silvy. And your remark on the commentary is also valued.
Excellent!!I appreciate your fascinating composition and comment!~Best of Panoramio
Happy New Year! Best Regards,Derek
Thank you for your New Year greetings, Derek. When the Chinese New Year commences may it be a great celebration for you, and may the year be fulfilling.
I am pleaased this photo appeals to you so much, for Chinese art so often emerges from the mists, too.
Thank you, Piotr.
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