When I got up this morning, there was a rather heavy fog covering Woodstock, Vermont. It happens fairly often in the fall, the fog seems to lay in through the valley that surrounds the village. Usually when I head east toward the Conneticut River, it gets worse. It isn’t the fun, pretty kind of fog, it is fairly high and pretty much just blocks the sun.
Today I went west and south hoping to escape the heavy fog. As I drove up some hills, I got away from the worst of the fog. As the sun was coming up shooting through the trees. I stopped along a dirt road for a nice scene and then came upon a farm on top of a hill.
There was a large barn and cows out in the field as misty fog floated in the hills. One of the cows was wanting to get in the barn and stopped to see what I was doing or she wanted to pose for some photos. Either way, she made some nice shots.
After I was done with the cows, I was standing along the road to see if the fog in the valley would make a photo. I thought being on a dirt road in the middle of Vermont would be lonely, but three other photographers showed up. They were nice and one, Judy Lombardi, is from Vermont and she was happy to tell me some other places that make nice photos.