Be misty for me

Pylons in the mist.

I love it when it’s misty. Colours change, everyday objects take on a more sinister look as they loom out of the shadows, and the horizon is brought closer and more personal.

Today I decided to get out into the mist and take a walk along the local part of the Mersey Trail. For anyone who’d like to see the photographs I took (including ducks and swans) then take a look at my Flickr gallery.

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