Oh What A Beautiful Morning...

This morning started out like every morning has for the last several days: foggy. I'm talkin' seriously dense fog. The kind of fog that clings to everything and leaves behind a thick hairy frost on everything. (Is that what hoarfrost is?)




Every morning I've thought I should go out and take some pictures before it melts/blows off, but I hadn't gotten around to it. This morning, by the time I was ready to leave for the gym, the sun was shining brightly through the fog.




It had not successfully burned it off yet, but was doing its best. It was absoutely breathtaking. I grabbed my camera so I could snap a few pictures along the drive to the gym.

(My apologies that there is a little squiggle on the pictures. Apparently there is a scratch on the lens of my camera.)

There were these bands of fog.





I couldn't get a good picture of the most beautiful one. There were too many houses in the way. I was at the top of a hill. There was a band of fog in the valley between my vantage point and the crest of the next hill. In the valley was a grove of trees. The sky and air were crystal clear from the top 1/5 of the trees up. The air was also clear at the bottom fifth. But the section in between was shrouded in fog, making the treetops appear as if hovering in the air.

This is the spot, though you can't get the full effect. I had dropped down the hill a bit here, so the perspective is different. And the spot I really was mesmerized by was to the right in the picture, behind the houses.


Trees in the fog:






And best of all, when I came out of the gym, the sun on my face was actually quite warm. Warm enough that the interior of my car was warm as well. Sweet heaven. I needed this.