Misty Morn

When I walked out this morning, what did I see?

Fog lying low along the road.

Olivia and her kitten Chloe inspecting the icy sidewalk.

Clouds hanging low over the Peaks of Otter, barely visible above the trees.

Olivia's son Jim-Bob sitting in a sunbeam.

Fog shrouding the pasture across the road.

This now-bare pin oak standing in sharp contrast to the fog.

A few leaves clinging to this pin oak.

X marking the spot above Smith Mountain, which rises above the fog.

I saw a misty morning. And it was beautiful.

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