Misty morning

On Thursday when I drove to work I was shrouded by a veil of foggy mist. It reminded me of that scene in Pride and Prejudice where Elizabeth is walking through the field then Mr. Darcy meets her there. I wish I had my camera at the time to take a picture. I also had the feeling that I was in Ireland with all this new very bright green grass and the mist drifting over the valley's. Of course I've never been to Ireland but that's what it made me think of.