Green armadillo

After all of the light of summer there is something marvellous about rediscovering the dark, the joy of a still night and long reflections.

The forecast this morning was for freezing fog. I set off later than usual to avoid any unpleasantness, but didn't hit ANY fog until 1 mile from work! The frosted countryside was bathed in crisp, pink sunshine until I hit the very centre of Glasgow when I was plunged into thick fog that didn't lift until the afternoon.