I love fog. It cleans everything up, hides the muck and makes everything smell fresh. I couldn't see more than four feet ahead of me as I was driving the kids into school, which means I couldn't see the town as I approached, or the hundreds of annoying cars, or the huge highway that cuts the town in half.
When I came home, I grabbed my camera and headed for the back yard. It smells like wet woods. Moss, dirt, old leaves and cold fresh water. It makes me want to grab a book and a blanket...and spend all day wrapped up and reading my book club book. It's too bad I have too much to do today.