There have been many mornings with lingering fog that last well up into the day to nearly noon. I think it's so pretty and ethereal...like a dream. For some reason, it seems quieter than usual on these really foggy days. Time for some soup and a good movie watching under a thick blanket.
Looks like very early in the morning, but it was nearly 9am.
You can only see one house down.
Across the street.
Our house in the fog...with our roofer's sign still in front.
From our mailbox, up to the end of the street.
From our mailbox, down the street.
By the way, this is our new garage door...
The back porch...fog very thick across the fence and down.
The house next door is barely visible at all.
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