It is a frosty and foggy morning. The edges and surfaces sparkle with icy crystals but you cannot see this unless you are close; the fog is thick.
I love the feeling of fog. I feel as though I am tucked beneath a thick down-filled duvet on a chilly morning.
Fog is so unpredictable. It can take on a shape of its own as it hangs over ponds or fields.
ReplyDeleteThe railroad tracks vanishing into whiteness, and all the negative space above, make me feel the frosty, foggy morning.
this is beautiful :)
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