Coldred Mist

Tuesday. Only the morning at work—not supervising today, just an extra session to cope with the winter rush of punters. The shift went extremely smoothly and I was done by half past twelve. It was a misty morning, and very cold… so the eerie vapours lingered over the landscape well into the afternoon. On my way home, I took a detour onto the lanes, through familiar locations made strange by the fog. This avenue of trees has featured a few times on my blog over the last year… but the conditions today cast it in a new light.