Misty Sunday

When Mrs dailykeith said the magic word, 'mist', this morning, I was outside like a shot with my camera and tripod.

And it was a magical scene here in the Stroud valleys, with canal bridges looming mysteriously out of the gloom and, from up above, a blanket of white covering familiar sights.

I realised today that this is my 200th blip. The landmark should have arrived yesterday, but I haven't been able to upload Friday's photo yet because I don't have the right cable with me this weekend.

I'm glad that I can mark 200 with something a little bit more pleasing on the eye than efforts of late.

Anyone interested in more mist shots from my walk this morning can see them here.