Rising mist

I arrived at Ferry Meadows just as the mist was rising over the lakes and water-logged meadows - always a magical experience, giving an ethereal aura to commonplace views. My walk relaxed me and cleared my head, which was feeling  a bit overwhelmed after a busy week, including an unaccustomed amount of social interaction, albeit mostly by Zoom. Next week doesn't look much better - but hopefully this will be followed by a period of Christmas calm...