Busy with life and taking care of an aging parent, but found an hour in the morning fog yesterday with my iPhone.
This shot is blurry. On purpose. I have a slow shutter app on my iPhone and it gives me the most delicious blur. To my eye, blur is mystery. A reminder of of our lives in constant flux. Blurred images look like pieces of a dream. Fragments of thought. Things I'm not quite sure about. Blur draws me in.