Senyru 12

I woke up a little after midnight and realized that the light filtering in through the blinds had a peculiar quality.

I got up and looked out and saw the fog.

It was thick and all the lights were enmeshed in a dreamy sort of fuzziness that enchanted me.

This morning, the fog is still there and there is rime ice coating everything. Very magical.

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I’m Dianne, the creator and author of this blog. I started blogging in order to promote my novels. But I discovered I really enjoy reaching out to the world through my blog. I’m curious and I seek answers to all sorts of things. Writing about what interests me helps me to explore the world and all the people in it. I especially enjoy the comments from readers and how they illuminate the topics under discussion.