Day 47: The Misty Morning at Werri Lagoon

The day began with a journey to Werri Lagoon, where the landscape was draped in a cloak of low clouds descending gracefully into Rose Valley. It was a scene painted with the quiet hues of dawn, a serene blend of earth, water, and air, all converging in a tranquil display of natural beauty.

The stillness of the morning was palpable, the kind of quiet that speaks louder than any sound, where the world seems to hold its breath in reverence. The lagoon mirrored the sky, its surface a perfect canvas reflecting the silhouettes of trees and the muted colours of the awakening day.

I had the chance to capture only a handful of images before the rain began its gentle descent, each drop a whisper against the water's surface. The onset of rain added a sense of urgency to the shoot, a race against the weather to document the lagoon's peaceful beauty before the scene was transformed by the elements.

The resulting photographs are a testimony to the ephemeral beauty that can be found in the simplest of moments. The misty embrace of the clouds, the lagoon's calm, and the distant hills shrouded in fog all contribute to a sense of stillness and contemplation.

Day 47 of my photographic journey was a reminder that nature's most profound moments often come unannounced, in the quiet spaces between weather patterns and the gentle shift from night to day. Werri Lagoon, with its misty morning attire, provided a brief but unforgettable encounter with the tranquil side of the natural world.