Misty morning

I pulled back the curtains in my bedroom the other morning to this rather delicate scene. The view has not been quite the same since they had to fell the huge old copper beech tree on the far side of the school playground, but it is still a pleasant outlook. 

I did consider a walk in the fog but decided it was 'the wrong kind' of fog, despite it looking rather pretty for a few minutes. It was actually rather wet and drizzly and, from past experience, I think, round here anyway, fog only looks good when there is sun breaking through and burning it off. Not so this day... it remained gloomy and damp all day.