The fog sets in
It's always a nice drive along the old highway through Northern NSW, but even more special in Autumn, when the morning fog makes its way over the hills of Duranbah and smother the fields to the west, all the way out to Murwillumbah and beyond. I stopped to take a few snaps this morning on my Nikon, because you never know when it might end. I cherish these days where we can still breathe fresh air and find space. Something that future generations will struggle to find. I wonder what this area will be in 50 years, or if we will realise that the wealth is in the fruits that this land provides.
