Mornings (Day 3): Cold along a Frontage Road

I just had breakfast with a friend at Johnson's Corner. It's a truck stop half way between Denver and Ft. Collins (where he lives). I had some cinnamon roll french toast with coffee, some good conversation, and the chance to check in with his baby boy who's growing FAST. On the way home, I took the frontage road along the interstate in hopes of catching a shot of some trees poking through the fog. They were potential blips I had noticed on the drive up... however the fog had all burned off by now.