
In the dead of night
Clouds sit thick upon the earth
Gray billows of mist
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.

Courtesy of TRVST




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