For my birthday, my husband and I went on a hot-air balloon ride in North Georgia. We met at 6am, quickly shuttled to a nearby parking lot, and had the balloon unpacked and on its way in a matter of minutes--in plenty of time to see the sun rise near Sawnee Mountain. What we had not expected was the fog. Our guide kept apologizing for the fog (as if he had any control over such matters), but I loved it. Here's a shot I took that morning. It was printed in black and white on Japanese kozo paper, mounted on birch board, and coated in encaustic medium.
hot air balloon