Everything was solid frozen and the trains where rattling on underneath us.
At 6am I was not quite sure where this idea had come from and as we where finally standing on the bridge I doubted that it was even the slightest of a good idea. The sun was somewhat reluctant to make itself seen and my feet where forming into big ice cubes well before we started shooting. I had underestimated the magic of a sunrise shoot in winter. Who would have thought it would be somewhat different from the sunrise glory in summer? hahahah...
Sometimes (actually often) as a photographer you simply have to rock with what you have. So we watched the dark grey sky turn into light grey and had a pretty wonderful time.
Sometimes (actually often) as a photographer you simply have to rock with what you have. So we watched the dark grey sky turn into light grey and had a pretty wonderful time.
Be safe on your journey!
Enjoy my favourites of this misty morning.
Usually I am not so much a dusty, blur kinda girl... but I like this one ;)
Have a wonderful Thursday!
Salutiii.
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