fog

Yesterday was a foggy day. Everything seems so quiet when its like this, similar to a heavy snowfall overnight. Noise is muffled and things move slower. The kind of day to make a big pot of soup and layer yourself in sweaters and fleece.

I love how the fog adds depth and texture to the landscape...usually, on a dark day, the woods themselves are dark but when you add the element of fog, everything changes, giving it that mystical feel...

There's a pretty horse chestnut at the end of our driveway that turns a golden yellow this time of year. It was a small tree when we first moved here 10 years ago and is now getting to be a good sized shade tree. Usually at this time of year I collect a big bowl of shiny, brown chestnuts but this year the squirrel has discovered the nuts and has taken all but a few and stashed them away...I wonder if its a sign of a cold winter?

 

Across the road, on the nieghbours, property lives a sugar maple that they planted years and years ago and every year I collect a bunch of its leaves to press...such a pretty, delicate maple..