I don’t particularly care for warm November days. I like my Novembers a bit on the chilly side, a precursor to winter. However, these past few days have been extremely warm and, due to the humidity and the temperature forming a perfect balance (according to the weatherman) the mornings have been foggy. What I do like about the autumn fog is how the colorful leaves manage to peek out through the saturated air in a soft and lovely manner–just that hint of color in a gray, gauzy world. And there’s something special about that.
robin maderich - write-brained scribbler and crafter-on-the-loose 