Good day dear Friend, good day Photography Lovers ππΈ
Today I have the third part of the post with photos of my sleepy town. Just him and me. Now you all too
Let's go!
The bridge emerged from the mist that morning like a memory β old, silent and patient, connecting two banks that had not yet awakened, and the river whispered stories of that morning, while the wings of birds in flight echoed among the trees, lost in the silence of the morning mist. I couldn't have imagined a better morning than that.
In the park by the river, the trees stood still, like shadows from a dream, and dewdrops glittered on the benches under the gray sky. This is the park of my childhood, where I played as a girl and threw pebbles into the river. I think I needed this visit to a place of memories that morning.
The photos were taken with a Nikon D750, 50mm lens, 1.8 aperture and very minimally processed in Photoshop, only basic and inevitable processing in terms of alignment and possible cropping.
This is all for Today dear Friends, see You Tomorrow
ππ @goga22