Word'less' Wednesday - Morning Mist


Morning mist - Before




Morning Mist - After


One fine Sunday, for some reason I woke a bit early...
I came out on our gallery to find out this... it was so refreshing... :) 


Comments

  1. Saru Singhal7 December 2011 at 20:10

    It is indeed very refreshing. Great shots and loved the first one!

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  2. jitaditya9 December 2011 at 05:50

    seems I'm missing some good views by not waking up early...

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  3. aativas9 December 2011 at 07:12

    Refreshing indeed, when so many cars also are taking rest :-)

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  4. Shrinidhi Hande10 December 2011 at 05:27

    Meru cabs parking area?

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  5. Unknown10 December 2011 at 21:00

    This appears so perfect, beautiful!

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  6. Sunil Padiyar12 December 2011 at 21:56

    @Saru - Thank you saru jee..

    @jitaditya - :) ha ha.. well, I can say that by mistake I woke up early that day.. othewise morning on sunday's normally happen after 11 for me.. :)

    @aativas - Thank you :)

    @Shrinidhi - Yeah, there is a meru cab parking lot near our house.

    @Animesh - Thanks buddy :)

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