The sun slowly climbs above the haze, casting a warm glow over the bog landscape. A soft veil of mist muffles every detail, as if the world is still momentarily hiding between night and day.
The silhouettes of low trees and bushes outline themselves vaguely in the first light, silent and almost hushed. Everything breathes tranquillity - no wind, no sound, just the slow awakening of nature.
Mornings like this are felt more than seen: the silence, the damp air, the smell of earth and heather. It is a moment that cannot be rushed, where time seems to slow down. A reminder that beauty often lies in the subtle, in waiting for the day, in the light that slowly breaks through.
Waking up with nature, good to pause and let the hustle and bustle of everyday life slip away from you.
Borne and raised in the eastern part of Holland. Spending a lot of time in the countryside. My passion for nature and landscape are most of the time leading for my choice of subjects... Read more…