Saints and Souls

The poet John Keats described autumn as the "season of mist and mellow fruitfulness." But this is one of the first foggy mornings we've had all fall. 

It's a lovely one, though, softening the vivid yellows of the tulip poplar leaves, making it difficult to see the houses across the backyard, let alone across the street.

Fog is atmospheric and perfect for this morning, post ghosts and goblins, the feast of all saints and the eve of all souls.