There’s still a lot of snow on the ground and now we’re having rain on top of it.  If you mix freezing cold ground with warmer air and rain you get fog, thick ground-hugging fog.  Oh yeah, baby it’s foggy outside.

     It’s what I call a Bela Lugosi fog.  I love it because it is mystery, thriller and intrigue.  It is the substance of fairy tales and nightmares.  Fog is an eerie dance.

     It captivates the imagination and inspires.  It is a muse running freely. 

     Warm summer nights are when fog is the best.  You can play in it.  It’s too cold to play in this one.