Mist hanging over the Camel Valley 25 Oct 2011 - John Winchurch
John went out for a short walk a little while ago and I stayed in because I have to be somewhere in a few minutes and I thought it might rain.
I wanted you to see what I missed because I was worried my hair might get wet.
What a waste!
I could have gone with wet hair or taken a minute to blow it dry, but I opted to skip the walk instead. In the future, I must remember there’s always more than one option.
Gifts Of The Journey 
What an absolutely fabulous picture!
This message was just what I needed today. Thank you. I’m sorry you missed that incredible moment.
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Your story reminds me of my sculptor brother, who always figured, at least as a young man, that he missed out on time doing art by starting a career towards being a vet. I have begged to differ for a long time. His art is full of biological references, animals, fish, and the like,..and some how I doubt that he would have been as educated as a young artist about these as he was as a result of following the route that he did. These days he might agree with me, I must ask him!
My point here is, that next time or times you see such a beautiful view, it will be all the more valuable because of your understanding of the choices – and an emotion to go with it. Plus, we can see John’s pictures, and he takes a mean photo himself.
Would you say these are both good things?
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Gorgeous scene and landscape!! And – who cares about wet hair..when this is there waiting for you..:-)!
I think you’ve got a great man — because he, too, so appreciates and is able to capture fleeing beauty.
Gorgeous.
How about some photos of misty hair–maybe your readers will convince you it looks good.