As I left my village and entered the countryside, I noticed that the fog started to get thicker. Thankfully, I could still see in front of me. I got there safely, so I parked up and made my way into the woods.
The thick fog enveloped the trees. Someone had been doing some bushcrafting. It was quite a good effort.
The wall that runs alongside the footpath always offers lovely views with fields stretching out as far as you can see. However, today was different. The fog was so thick that I couldn't see anything beyond the lonesome tree that stood in front of me.
It was a bit sludgy in parts, but better than I expected it to be.
The lovely orange-brown leaves on the ground served as a reminder that
there's still beauty around us, even on a murky day like today.
