How’s that for a pretentious title?

Just because you arrive at Ridgefield with the dawn, it doesn’t mean the sun arrives with you. It can get pretty foggy there in the sloughs and fields next to the Columbia River. This can really limit your options as a photographer, but creates some new opportunities as well.

I liked the way these trees appeared to be floating on an island of clouds, and all pretentiousness aside, it did remind me more of the memory of trees than of the trees themselves. I should take a picture of these trees sometime in the daylight, it’s a remarkably uninteresting scene without the mystery of the fog.