But even the sun sets in paradise

It's worth bouncing out of bed a little earlier this morning, just so that I could stop and breathe in the air a little.

What is it about mist which makes the world seem magical? What is happening underneath that mist. The ground is left sparkling and damp, but clean and fresh.

Every angle provided a different vista - I loved this ; but I know that a lot of people don't like these Wind Turbines.

Turning back towards the town, you could see the mist rolling back out towards the sea.

There was a time where I would be tempted to stay in the car and follow it on. But I was good today, I turned back down the hill and headed for work.


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