When I made this photo (some years ago), it was early in the morning and very very misty. All noices were reduced by the mist and the silhouettes of the few people disappeared in -, or suddenly appeared out of the mist. Something attracted me in this whole scenery. It was a bit, like behind this wall of fog was a parallel world. I'm sure, for some people this is only a mediocre photo, made on a misty morning - but I see a story in it, which makes me always a bit melancholic.
Usually I don't combine my photos with any music, but the song : 'What if' by Kate Winslet https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_vId_4r925o expresses best, what kind of story I have in my mind, when I look at this photo.
J'aime beaucoup... but where is Hercule Poirot ?
Merci ! You are right, it's the typical Agatha Christie mood.