…it pours. Yep, we’ve been having a very soggy summer here in New Hampshire. It’s been rough, but then I saw something on my way home. The fog was playing with the mountains while the reeds were looking at their own reflections. Frogs were croaking, and the half moon was slowly rising behind me. I pulled out the tripod and a few lenses. I exposed this image for the fog, so the brights were not blown out and thus making the swamp dark and peaceful. It didn’t take long for the mosquito’s to find me, but before they drove me out I was able to snap a few shots. For me it was a small reminder to embrace the weather, get out, and capture what it may bring.