This is a lake by where I live. When the weather turns just a bit cooler, there is almost always fog early morning and on some days I am able to watch the sun burn through that fog. On the day I made these images it would have been my father's 95th birthday. I'd like to believe that along with the fog and light, I captured his beautiful spirit.
The landscape shifts, emerges and heaven's not far.
Happy birthday, Da.
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| Silence (9/2012, M.A. Reilly) |
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| Emerging (9/2012, M.A. Reilly) |
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| A Touch of Blue (9/2012, M.A. Reilly) |
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| A Bit of Land (9/2012, M.A. Reilly) |
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| Sky and Lake (9/2012, M.A. Reilly) |
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| Suspended (9/2012, M.A. Reilly) |
