Everything sublime is as difficult as it is rare. Baruch Spinoza

Thursday, October 30, 2008

Yesterday Morning

There was fog over the low-lying fields yesterday. 

Benny was looking at me, so I snapped his photo. He has turned into a really wonderful horse, I never would have guessed it.


  1. I love foggy mornings. When I lived in a small hilltop Tuscan town in Italy in a converted Monestary : )
    The fog gathered right below my window every morning and it was truly heavenly to behold! It always burned off by late morning leaving me with a view of the peaked ceramic tile roofs cascading down the side of the hill into the fields, lakes and smaller hills of the valley. Again, heavenly to behold : )

    Thanks for sharing the foggy morning pics.


  2. You were so lucky to have that opportunity. Most of my travels have been through books. I am a typical American, I stay put! But I try not to be so typical in my interest in the world.
    There were such interesting layers to the fog.


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