A Foggy Morning in Maine

Dear Diary,

One advantage of getting up really early is the chance of catching the fog which wraps the yard in a soft grey blanket. As soon as the sun breaks the tree tops it is gone. Like so many things in life, it is fleeting and there only for those to take the time to search it out.

"The fog comes on little cat feet..." - Carl Sandburg

Wrapped in the silence of early morning...