The previous two posts were both from early Monday morning at the cottage. But on Thursday morning something similar occurred, this time with the snow gone, or most of it.
The old barn again. I think this sunrise was possibly a little nicer than the first one.
Then down to the planer mill, I took different shots this time. When I say shots, I will just inflict this one upon you.
I continues onward; this tree is not far from the mill. I chose to keep the foreground dark although I might reprocess it differently in the future since I am not sure that I like it now that I see it again.
Finally, I ambled down to the river, near the part where we sometimes swim. The reflections were gratifying.