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Fog, Upper Tooloom, Christmas » vinomadefied ramblings
I woke early -- it was light out, and I could see clearly across towards forested hills. Early morning fog pooled in the valley, covering the dam, flirting with the hills. The light was diffuse, flat, pearlescent. It seemed as bright as day -- a dismal, foggy autumn day, at least.