I thought the temperature was to get down in the 40's last night but instead when I opened my door this morning to read the termometer it was almost 60 degrees! But, oh my, the air was "heavy". Headed out at 6 am for the morning run and once out in the country one could really see the fog in the low draws. Looking out it just made me want to run over to that draw and "be in the fog". I love foggy mornings. I like to think of a foggy day as mysterious and almost comforting.