Our deep blue sky is shrouded in fog. It is as if the whole planet (or at least our little corner of it) has been covered with a layer of silver grey gauze.
It is silent and thick and changes my world view. Suddenly my gaze is shortened. There is mystery out here. I am alone in a quietly mystical world.
I am cocooned in nature and silence and thought. Shhhh, perhaps if I continue to stay quiet the sun won't come in and steal the fog away.
"Let us go in, the fog is rising"