Magic Time of Day


Searching the bush track, 




awakening the tiny denizens, 





lighting the tree tops.





Magic time of day. An hour earlier, nothing. Now life shows itself.

I entered the bushland this morning on my usual search of something new. Flowers, birds, trees, rocks, animals? But then I became aware of the morning light, revealing itself differently. Light fog and low Winter Sun combined to give me these wonderful images. I didn't go home empty handed. 

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