There has always been a special joy in my soul for a good foggy morning. The world looks and sounds so different in the fog. It is time best spent outdoors either in solitude with the Creator or else with a good friend or two. Speak softly, if at all, letting the quiet and mystique soak into your heart and mind.
If there is an accessible river or creek nearby go and spend time there as you can. Let the flow of water carry away the weight of the world for a little time, it is good therapy.
This photo was made on a local river that I have lived near and visited for fifty years.
