“Like a man travelling in foggy weather, those at some distance before him on the road he sees wrapped up in the fog, as well as those behind him, and also the people in the fields on each side, but near him all appears clear, though in truth he is as much in the fog as any of them.”
– Benjamin Franklin, Autobiography, Chapter 8
Fog enveloped everything today. It made the other shore along the Ohio River indeterminable. In fact, the river, swollen with rain, just curve up and disappeared into the clouds as well.
Farm houses and barns sat in banks of clouds, their peaks, and silos peaking through.
The landscape felt haunted as dusk settled in.
Starting out I thought it might be a bad photo day, but I’m not too displeased with most of the shots, a mixture of landscape setting and AV shot in color and black and white.
Luckily where I drove wasn’t that well trafficked, so I was able to pull of the road and take a few quick shots, such as this skyline on the peak of a hill.
Steam from a power plant in the distance made more currents in the grey than the typical plumb seen from this vantage if you drive by.
Yes, the landscape looks completely haunted.
Excellent post
Thanks Pablo. Much appreciated.
I love foggy days. I like the graininess of your photos. Reminds me of real film photos and adds to the mood
Thanks Kay. I’ll be honest, I wasn’t too sure on the grain. Not entirely purposeful, mostly a result of trying to push contrast and defining the house/barn in the fog.