A quite different morning - a perfect spring equinox morning in fact. Where the rising sun found the damp, slightly frosted grass there were wraithlike swirls of mist - steam? vapour? or haze even, as in
"a slight obscuration of the lower atmosphere, typically caused by fine suspended particles".
Settle for wraithlike swirls probably, all very atmospheric and quite beautiful with the birds singing from the tops of the trees and that early morning light full of the promise and optimism of a new day. Not forgetting the catkins of course. 😊
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