Friday, May 31, 2013

Foggy Morning Views

The mist rises over the lake at the top of our lane..

And the valley at the bottom...

Like thick cotton wool...

Or candy floss (cotton candy, the Americans call it, to make sure you don't use it to clean your teeth).

And as the sun starts to shine through...

Walking up the line is a little like entering a tunnel to Heaven.

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