I was sitting inside the house all warm and sleepy when I got the urge to post a Christmas photo of the lights in the window of the studio barn. I threw on my coat and went outside and snapped a few of photos one after another. When I looked back at them, only one had this strange mist hanging over the barn. Spooked, I ran back into the house. Once inside, I told Jon I scared myself and showed him the photos looking for an explanation. There was no mist or wind, “maybe it’s your breath” he said.
I like that idea, that means I am in the picture too.
So here’s to the mysteries in life. Be warm and Happy Holiday.