In a fog

    One of the great things about living on a farm is being surrounded by beauty 365 days a year. Every day there’s something lovely to see and today it was the fog. It wasn’t an intense fog, but more of a haze that hung in the air in certain areas.

      When I went to feed the horses, for example, the three were shrouded in wisps of white. It was the stuff of horse photo calendars, but alas, I had a bag of garbage in one hand and was holding a dog on a leash with the other, and the camera was in the house. By the time I finished feeding the horses the sun had burned off most of the fog that was hanging above the corral.

       Just before I left the house for work I was treated to another postcard scene. The fog was hanging between the tops of two groups of trees on the east side of the house, filtering the morning sun that was shining through it. I didn’t get a chance to get a photo of that either, because, I was busy getting the kids off to school.

         Photos or not, scenes like this morning’s are an inspiring way to start the day. I’m looking forward to seeing what awaits me tonight.

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