Fog.....

Last night there was a heavy fog, I thought it would have lifted by this morning. But when I woke up this moring the fog was still clinging to trees.

The fog was only in the open fields and over the lake, but the air was clear under the trees

The lake was still, reflecting the trees in its surface.

The pines in the fields look so out of context!

All the rain provided perfect conditions for the fall mushrooms start

Almost half the leaves are laying on the ground, turning shades of brown. A few still cling to the branches, holding onto deep shades of color

I hit the road, and found phrases of the song "Boulevard of Broken Dreams" by Green Day running through my head.          

"I walk alone I walk alone..."

"My shadow's the only one that walks beside me, my shallow heart's the only thing that's beating....."