Dear Mr Fantasy

by Traffic

This forest patch lining up my biking commute route has once or twice a year magical conditions, where the rising sun is lighting the morning mist from behind, and the spectator glides into a fantasy world. Today was such a morning!

As also earlier, I seemed to be the only bicyclist taking any notice of the magical view. everyone else pedalled past. In addition, some gave me looks to indicate me as an irritation and potential disturbance having stopped on the edge of the bicycle path. Well, perhaps I was also partly blind to the marvels of the world before having joined blipfoto.