We loved the Barossa Valley when we were there several months ago. It was just so picturesque and beautiful.

We were lucky to have beautiful sunny days for pretty much the entire time we were there, but then on the last day the misty clouds rolled in, blanketing the valley in a soft and delicate fog. Here we see hills shrouded in this blanket of mist rising into the sky, while a field the cover of rust lies at it's base, awaiting the coming of spring.

I couldn't help but pull over to the side of the road to capture this scene. Braced against the side of the car, I took 5 photos zoomed in to about 270mm and stitched them together to make this panorama. The lens I used (Nikon 80-400mm f/4.5-5.6G VR) is absolutely phenomenal, and has fast become my favourite lens for  landscapes.

Not many people may know, but I am actually British-born, and standing here all I could think about was how it evoked in me the memory of roaring fires in hearths of stone; of walking through meadows covered in dew; of the hidden glimpse of deer bounding through the woods; of a sense of home. 

What does it remind you of?

As another little tidbit, the title of this photo is a traditional Gaelic folk song written in the 1850s. It is a song about longing for home and is wistful and calming and ethereal and I recommend everyone to go check it out (The Rankin Family version is tops).

The details for this image are:

• Nikon D750 with Nikon 80-400mm f/4.5-5.6G VR
• f/5.6
• 1/500s
• ISO200