This morning I woke up to fog - quite rare here. It had a wonderful effect on all the spiders webs attached to our balcony, dripping them with dew. It was the first time I had seen this in the five years I have lived here. I was suddenly extremely homesick for an English autumn, with leaves to kick and soft focus days, damp smells and piles of fallen chestnuts. I also seriously pine for trees bare of leaves and the promise of winter.
Today, by contrast, after the fog had lifted, we were able to have a long walk by a still ocean in glorious sunshine. So I really can't complain.
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