Cool and foggy

A blanket of fog covered the park. We were surprised as it was clear only a few blocks away.

The street lights did not illuminate the paths - they merely created dandelion puffs of light. We walked in the dim early morning as the dogs followed scents and alerted on nothings.

Running man met us in the park. A new runner we have seen only a few times came lumbering in as well. While running man always greets us with a clearing of his throat or grunt followed by a "good morning," the new guy only huffs and puffs by.

Morning birds sang out.

DH outpaced the dogs and me, but would turn and wait for us every now and again.

And then we were home.