It was my desire to make it to the other side of town this weekend, but it was so windy and cold that I decided to skip it.

This morning, I awoke, checked the iPhone to see what the morning’s weather would bring. To my surprise and happiness, there was an non-precipitation warning: Dense Fog Advisory. Well, I do have this fog fetish, you know. ๐Ÿ˜€ I got up, gave a look out the window, saw lots of fog, but didn’t get too happy, yet. I know how flaky fog can be. Sometimes it just settles in patches.
When I took Mr. Hobbs out to do his business, I noticed that this was not patchy. It was good and thick, like pea soup, as they say … just the way that I like it. I let Hobbs finish, then took him back in, grabbed my D300 and tripod, and went to the park. It was around 6:45 AM or so. I knew that I couldn’t let myself get totally into it or I would be late for work. So, I had to stay aware of the time. ๐Ÿ™‚

It takes slightly less than 10 minutes to get the park. I was listening to music on the way down, but when I got into the park, I had to turn the music off. It just seemed ‘wrong’ somehow to be listening to the music amongst the trees and the fog. A huge grin spread across my face.

I parked, got out the gear, and set about having a good time. Before I knew it, it was 7:35 AM and I was just getting ‘warmed up’ and into the flow, but I had to leave … well, maybe a few more shots, which turned into another 10 minutes.

Finally, I was able to pull myself away, go home, and get ready for work. It’s a good thing that I had a 9:30 meeting and that I had planned to go into the office instead of working from home or else, I might have been distracted a bit more. LOL.

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