foggy morning

I always like a foggy morning. We took Nelly and Ziggy for a walk early on and by the time we got to the top of the hill we couldn’t see the village below. I like the trees disappearing into the fog on this picture. Mr I and Ziggy up front. Nelly, at this point, was in her pram - she always gets out when we get to the woods.
More cleaning up today. Not my favourite job but it has to be done sometimes.