Foggy Morning

I woke up this morning to the weather man saying there was fog in the area. According to him my little stretch of Mother Earth should have had about 2 miles of visibility. When we stepped outside we found that he was very mistaken. We could barely see the corner of the house and the cars were just ghostly outlines in the driveway.



I actually love the way land looks in the fog. It seems to cover the world in a magical aura. When you see a tree it is just a tree. Wrap it in fog and suddenly you can imagine a dryad emerging to dance in a fairy ring.



I didn't think that I would get to really enjoy our foggy morning. I had Little Ones that needed to be kept in their routine for when school starts up again in a few days. Hounddog (my hubby) had to be taken to work. So it was a typically busy morning.



Fog usually burns off as soon as the sun rises around here. So I was pleasantly surprised when it was still foggy upon my return to the house later in the morning. So I grabbed my camera and took a walk.


Walking is a great way to exercise. You don't need a gym membership. If you keep your eyes open you see amazing things. You can choose your own pace. I use my walking time to center myself. It gives me some quiet, personal time to think through my day, worries and all. I walk until my worries are no longer screaming at me. So not only am I exercising, but I am de-stressing as well. I will miss my morning walks when I start my new job in a week or so.




"Solvitur ambulando, St. Jerome was fond of saying. To solve a problem, walk around." ~Gregory McNamee