Yesterday I was driving home from one job to start another and I saw so much fog coming up from the snow. It was quite beautiful so I hurried home (a 45-second nail biter riddled with potholes), got my camera, and drove back down the street (no tires were popped...this time). The fog had moved somewhat but I ran across a snowy field and onto a bridge in the rain and saw fog on the river and it was pretty. This photo is black and white of course but the original in color looks almost just like this because it was so gray out. I like the rain and the fog...perhaps I belong on the moors in England.