After waking up Skippy this morning, I looked outside and commented that it was beautiful, and I should take a picture, and then shrugged and started to go back to the computer. She said I had better grab my camera, get out there, and take a freaking picture. So I did.

We were covered in fog most of the day and night yesterday, but the sun came out this morning and burned most of it off. Here’s what I saw when I looked out the window:

I took another shot that looks better in black and white:

It isn’t fair really, that I can walk out on my deck in sweatpants and socks and take pictures like these. I’ll just have to learn to live with the guilt, I guess.