Caught in the mystery of the darkened pine, we slip away from it - quickly, to the bright beauty of the flowers, that line the inner sanctuary of misty light. And, in that early morning mist they guide us to the safety of the strong tree within. There we commune and become one with the beauty of the mists, the strength from the tree and LIGHT falling warm on our mist wet faces. A wonderful Find!!! A great picture.

The mist really adds to this photo.

Well you did a great job of capturing the mood. Very ethereal feel to it!