For the record, this is a golf course. But this morning, it was misty enough that even I could hit a golf ball far enough to lose it.

I did take some other pictures today, which were probably much more interesting, and probably better focus. But when I came to review the pictures I really liked the sense of restfulness that comes with heavy mist; the way that sound is eaten up and disappears as you walk into the middle distance.

And it’s February. I make that just 47 weekends left to do the Christmas shopping…