What wasn't shaded by the covered, wooden bridge was veiled in a sea of fog that hung suspended over water & woods.
When water and earth meet and the sky surrenders its elevated status to level with the two, something happens. The earth stops spinning, the world holds its breath and the planet becomes still. This happens for a moment - just a moment.
The scene set one early morning while crossing the Lowell Covered Bridge built above the Willamette River in Lowell, Oregon gives one reason to pause as it reveals a sight to be seen. And while these pictures won't do the moment justice, they will have to suffice as they serve as the only means I have to manifest this moment for you.