Reservoir, British Camp, Malvern Hills

 It was a delightfully misty start today. Decided again to try and capture the beauty of mist rising in gentle spiralling curls from the reservoir. I think maybe to get that effect you need the water to be warmer, but I am rather happy with these shots.

It felt less like Worcestershire and rather more like a romantically bleak Scottish loch side. If you look carefully you can just about make out the lone coot that was swimming about on the reservoir. (A coot is a black water bird with a single white splodge just over it's beak.)