When I was a child, my understanding of fog was framed thus: the clouds were simply coming down from the sky to visit us on the ground. Then there’s that horribly cloying song, written my Joni Mitchell and sung by Judy Collins, Both Sides Now. At any rate, here is my beloved Weems Creek on a foggy morning for Cee’s Black and White Challenge.
Published by Russell Smith
I was born at the American Hospital in Neuilly-sur-Seine, France. I find inspiration in the lives of so many people from Joan of Arc to Oscar Wilde. While my primary avocation is photography, I also enjoy philosophy, theology and most of all, history. My beloved wife, Robin Anne Smith, who passed away in 2013 is an inspiration to me. My beloved partner, Dana is also a great support and inspiration to me. I'd be remiss if I did not mention my cats: Maxwell, Nigel, Pirouette and GarGar. View more posts