The Creek #3
Sometimes I just stumble across a scene, the light is right, the mood in the air is right and I automatically visualise an image I'd love to try create. This is one of those moments. The wind was howling, it had turned from a super sunny winters morning and we were now on the edge of a huge storm hitting the Fleurieu Peninsula and yet the world felt quiet in this place and all I could feel was a mysterious moodiness coming from the reeds that were just out of reach. Luckily I'd packed the camera for this spur of the moment winter road trip.