Beneath us was like a stage, and the fog most interestingly was as though dancing to the rhythm of the winds and light. Sometimes, the fog covered the houses, other times, it engulfed the fields, creating so many variety of compositions. The photographers enjoyed total liberty to compose images.

I can't remember how many shots I fired, since the rhythm was very up tempo, everything happened so quickly. But I do remember this scene where I waited for the light to break through the dense fog and hit on the houses. The golden lighting was most mesmerizing,  the fog on the other hand has been cooperative, breaking apart diagonally and exposing the houses.