Our little patch of wilderness looks mysterious in the morning mist.

The gum trees are elegantly grey, tracing their limbs against the whiteness of the sky. Then the sun grows stronger and rays of pearly light shine between the trees – it looks quite ecclesiastical. Tall trees often remind me of cathedrals. They inspire a reverential feeling; in me, anyway. And every misty morning makes me want to run and get the camera, to share the beauty.