I admit it - I have a fog fetish. There's something so surreal, eerie and mystical about fog that silently swirls over and through everything, now concealing, then revealing glimpses here and there. As a photographer it is irresistible. You can take photo after photo and each one will be a little different depending on where it lifts or settles. Anyway, it was thick this morning, and these are some images I took of the neighborhood on my way to work.
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