This morning I came in early to lend a hand with milking duty. It was one of those mornings that you might think Steven King has in mind when he is setting up one of his novels. On the way in I could only see about 3 car lengths ahead. As I was walking down to the barn from the heritage center I could not see the barn until I was almost there. Besides a lack of visibility the other thing the fog did was muffle all the surrounding sounds. As the day worn on and the fog lifted a little it pulled the veil back on the farm. With most of the noise gone and the fog hiding the surrounding houses the farm looked like it might have 100 years ago. The effect was largely lost by the time I went for the camera but I still thought it was pretty neat. I guess this was one of those times those "smell the roses" moments.
