A LITTLE FOG BEFORE BREAKFAST
December 5, 2011 — Ralph BerglundYes, I’m a fog fanatic. My clock radio went off and I heard the announcer warn of fog. I raised the blind and there it was so out I went.

There is a so quiet, enveloping mystery to fog.

A damp bench waits to give rest and a moment of contemplation.

I was early enough that they hadn’t yet turned off the campus lights. This one’s at the entrance.
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Clouds were nestled in amongst the trees. |
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