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Oct 2019
At the start of another Autumnal day.
When the sun has not yet risen and the suns heat is still weak.
The fog comes out to.play; hanging in the sky coating everything in a dense hazy mist.
Chimney pots on top of houses, usually can be seen, as well as hillsides in the distance usually a bright verdant green.

The fog swirls and thickens, dims the natural light.
Hiding tops of trees, chimney pots and hillsides of green from your sight.

Slowly the sun begins to rise and cast a welcome glow.
The white clouds become tinged a pale orangey yellow.
The sun begins to find its warmth burning its way through the haze.
The fog is losing the battle, the sun is winning today.

The bright red sun is shining through.
And is such a wonderful sight at the start of another wonderful Autumnal day.
A beautiful sight on my way to work on Tuesday.
The sun was rising late, I had to stop and take pictures.
I love nature.
Jackie Mead
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Jackie Mead  60/F/United Kingdom
(60/F/United Kingdom)   
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