As the Mist Rises

Driving through northern Pennsylvania last evening as the sun was setting Chris and I saw the fog, or was it a mist, rising from the low areas. It had just rained to quench the parched and hot earth. I could almost smell the wet earth in the scene.

It was pretty. The clouds, the setting sun, the hills, and the mist created a visually stimulating sight. It was more beautiful to me because I have been living in flat areas. I do enjoy the beauty of the scene.

It was a beautiful evening. One to remember and fun to observe as I was driving. I still enjoy the sunrise more, however.

-- Bob Doan, writing from Danby, NY