This picture was taken last Sunday, but today was also foggy in the morning until around midday, albeit not as thick as last Sunday, so I decided to put that picture here to illustrate this post. Which is about nearly nothing really, but after the meatier, sanguine,controversial post of yesterday, I thought we could have something soothing before bedtime.
So there was fog this morning. It was deliciously cold and foggy. Sadly the train arrived on time so I didn't read much. But it was still lovely walking in the fog from home to the station, it almost makes me forget that it is part of my commute. I am trying to make peace with the month of November, which I often find gloomy. It seems to be working okay, at least when it is foggy outside.
What a beautiful picture to carry into dreamland :-)
ReplyDeleteOn a jamais de brouillard à Paris et je le regrette!
ReplyDeleteLe brouillard est rare ici aussi, mais j'ai vu du brouillard en hiver, ce qui est assez spécial.
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