Inspite of a lack of time and thus the piece of mind to really work an image, I still went out and tried to make the best of it. A daunting task for sure, because I did not really have an obvious photographic target in mind. The height of autumn colors is still some weeks away, the heather has lost the best of its purples, birds are recovering from the breeding season and fungi are few and far between in my area. With fog forecasted, I thought about visiting my favourite fens for an easy landscape session. The fog however was so dense that I had to discard of that plan. Anything more than 50 meters away was invisible and a wide-angle session thus was utter useless. So I mounted the telezoom and started looking for shapes and patterns in the foggy forest. I really like how circumstances like these hide most of the ugliness and subjects are brought down to their pure essence: shapes and forms and lines. I must confess I don’t have the best eye for intimate landscapes and have to try hard to ‘see’ the opportunities. I got some nice abstracts of trees in the fog and was about to go home when I passed a beautifully shaped tree, standing proudly between brightly colored rowan berries and slightly autumn-colored birches, with most of the background detail softened by the fog. No need to try hard, because this setting was too obvious a candidate for an intimate landscape.  Bob Ross would be proud of this ‘happy little tree’.

Early Autumn; Canon 5D mark III w. 70-200/2.8L IS II; 1/13s at F11 and ISO200; polarizer, tripod