
The sun was up and trying to peek through the fog that covered most of the bottom fields and hid the far hills from sight.
When I arrived at the edge of the brook the sun was reflected in an area of open water.
Morning Fog 2
All that could be seen were the closer bull rushes and a few of the trees on the far shore appeared eerily as the fog moved across the water and then disappeared.

Morning Fog 1
I took a couple of photographs to capture the essence of the scene before taking out my sketchbook and drew what I saw in these two sketches before I started back home to get started on the barn chores.
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