A Blue World

Extra special treat yesterday morning as I woke up to blue world. A foggy, blurry, blue world. Wandering about the trees, having them come in and out of focus and admiring the deep mysterious shapes of the old apple trees, the sense of wandering in an enchanted land. About 9.30 am. the sun had burned off the fog and life returned to normal.

Trees in the blue fog

Sunrise

We are grabbing every chance to sit outside and watch the sunrise. Some mornings I am in my winter coat and some mornings are just too cold. For the past couple of days though the sunrise has been magnificent. Fog and low cloud roll over the mountain and down into our valley. Then rising, only to come falling down again. Rather like watching the world breathe itself into existence. And so we sit, and watch, and marvel. And drink our coffee.

Fog lifting over Camel Back

J. watching the fog over Camel Back