A LITTLE FOG BEFORE BREAKFAST

Yes, I’m a fog fanatic.  My clock radio went off and I heard the announcer warn of fog.  I raised the blind and there it was so out I went.




There is a so quiet, enveloping mystery to fog.  A damp bench waits to give rest and a moment of contemplation. 




I was early enough that they hadn’t yet turned off the campus lights.  This one’s at the entrance.




Clouds were nestled in amongst the trees.