Through The Fog

"From now on we live in a world where man has walked on the Moon.

It's not a miracle; we just decided to go." 

Tom Hanks

I was greeted this morning as I headed out the door by a Waning Gibbous moon, 

large and bright in the western sky, 

before the fog over the north and south mountain 

settled in to blanket my path.

The sun tried to break through the fog in the east

as the moon continued to 

cast a rosy ring.

Usually, at this time of the year, wisp of fog can be seen touching the tree line on the horizon, giving the mountains a mysterious magical feel ,but this morning the fog was so thick I couldn't see the mountains.

...the mist through the orchard.

...my walking path.

Happy walking,
Marisa