Saturday morning, I woke to a foggy morning and decided to go for a walk before the sun burned off the cool mist. Walking in the fog is one of my favorite experiences. I love the muted colors and the way the fog shrouds the lights.
I love the lack of echo. The moist air seems to absorb the sounds and even the noise of the gravel crunching under my feet doesn't go far.
I love the cool air. Even when the day has plans to become hot, the morning fog provides a cool damp blanket.
The fog is full of surprises and even familiar paths give you opportunities to pause and experience something new. I think this is because the fog focuses your sight to the object close to you.
I can't wait till Saturday morning. I am planning a nice morning walk. Maybe I will tell you all about it.