I was thinking about why I was late leaving when I walked down the stairs early yesterday morning. I felt the coolness of the fog before I saw it. I thought about turning around and going back up the stairs. I could have gone for a run instead. Running in the fog is pleasant. I wasn’t so sure about driving in the fog. I drove slowly. It didn’t matter that I reached the Arboretum after sunrise. I couldn’t see the sun or the sky. I walked around the gardens and up the road. As I was returning to the car, a family of racoons hurried across the road and then disappeared into the grasses. I left shortly before 8 am. The fog had thinned a little. By the time I reached home, the sky was bright blue. I almost thought the fog had been a dream.
I saw hundreds of flower buds along the road yesterday. I am planning on going back later in the week to see if they have bloomed.
Take care and thanks for reading.