It was if I had been plucked up and set down on a moor in England.
Or perhaps set on a hill in San Francisco.
This is so unusual that I just had to grab some shots.
I felt sure Tom would never believe me otherwise.
Sure enough he didn't.
Until he saw the pictures.
I guess the weather elements were just perfect for producing fog.
Aside from the spooky element, it was kinda beautiful.
(Almost) Exactly One Year Ago: In Everything Give Thanks --so relevant today (history does repeat itself)
Exactly Two Years Ago: Sundays in My City--Village Church
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