This was a wonderful morning, misty but very still. But I was late and had to paddled like mad in my canoe from the other side of the Broad before the atmosphere disappeared. Paddling in a panic I took various shots from different angles but started to relax, feeling pretty pleased with what I was capturing.
Then I realized the camera was on the lowest possible quality setting. The atmosphere may have been calm but the language was blue. More frantic paddling around to places I’d already photographed to capture something usable before the light went.
When I show this photograph people often remark being a landscape photographer is a very nice way to earn a living.
They should have been sat with me in the canoe!