View from Lady Darley's Lookout, Katoomba
Then peeping through the trees on my left I saw the sun beginning to sparkle on a cliff face while mist swirled at its head and feet. I picked up the pace, walking briskly to the lookout and snapped away. Minutes later the fog closed in again and the misty magic vanished.
Words to Walk With
From The Service of Clouds by Delia Falconer