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One of the joys of living in Berowra – that would be #beautifulberowra – is that each autumn as the humidity rises, and the nights are still warm, we are blessed with mist in our valleys as we wake in the mornings. I am sure that someone much more scientific than I would mention temperature inversions, humidity promfuscication, and maybe even damp point obstropficity, but all I know is on some mornings, not all, our world is blanketed in a sea of white. If I am ever ‘too busy’ in the mornings rushing around, it is always nice to stop, take a deep breath, and just take in the wonder of nature, even if for a brief few seconds.
This isn’t a new image of mine, but it is iconic to me, with the mist in the foreground, and the distant outline of the Blue Mountains in the distance,