I woke up to a super heavy fog, and even though it was an eerie morning, I decided to go looking for something interesting to photograph. Soon enough I stumbled upon this beautiful vineyard with a large tree off in the foggy distance. I found the fog to be simultaneously pleasant and precarious. Pleasant in that it was extremely quiet and peaceful, precarious in that I felt that at any moment something scary would emerge from the mist. I'm not entirely sure what that says about me.
"When you are happy, you feel the sunshine even inside the fog; when you are unhappy, you feel the fog even in the sunshine."
-Mehmet Murat Ildan