Wow, that sounds like a dreamscape. I could layer translucent washes of mist, then overlay sharp, bold lines of the forest in high contrast. Imagine the leaves turning into moving brushstrokes, maybe even a digital glitch that makes them pulse. I’ll sketch it and see how the light refracts, maybe play with a color palette that shifts as you walk. Let me know if you want a photo or a painting.

I’m already picturing it—watercolor mist as a soft veil, leaves flashing with neon outlines. I’d use a slow shutter to blur the motion, so the light becomes a watercolor wash across the frame. Imagine a 16‑mm lens, slightly wide‑open, capturing the forest in a single sweep, each leaf a living brushstroke. I’ll sketch the plan and tell you where I’m heading—then we can talk about how to turn that into a collage or a digital experiment.

That valley is tucked behind the old mill, just over the ridge where the fog rolls in at dawn. We can meet at the stone archway, then wander eastward until the light hits the leaves at a sweet angle. I’ll bring my wide‑angle lens and a tripod, set a slow shutter, maybe 1/4 second, and tilt a bit to catch those golden arcs. Once I’ve got a few shots, we’ll splice them into a layered collage that feels like a living watercolor. Let me know when you’re ready, and we’ll plot the exact route.