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It wasn't so cold this morning on my walk. Light fog hung around the Bega River diffusing the distant landscape and the rising sun. So many stark forms silhouetted against the brilliant light source which was diffused and flared all over the image area as I looked through the view finder. Rough, weathered fence posts, knotted and tangled wire, weeds covered with spider webs, the forms of which were accentuated by the dew, dead trees, live trees and the bullrushes, all demanding the attention of the landscape photographer.