Sunday, August 22, 2010

Foggy August Morn

We awoke to dense fog this morning; the dew was so heavy it was as if it had just rained.
Plants were dripping.
Scarecrow danced happily in the garden  in a fog.
Rog got an early start on weeding and digging potatoes, getting as much  accomplished as possible before the fog burned off and it turned into a sultry, sticky, sunny day.
When I went in for my  morning coffee after miking the cow, I noticed that even the kitchen window screens had droplets condensed from the thick fog.


katiegirl said...

As thick as pea soup! I love the pictures.

Mama Pea said...

Beautiful pictures. You captured the real sense of "morning." I love mornings.