After a stormy and raining Saturday morning, I went down to the Mississippi river and walked into a misty fog blanketing the water - like a scene from The Phantom of the Opera.
It felt both ethereal and poetic as I captured photographs of the soft hazy mist floating just above the water. If only I had a gondola.
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