Monday

More Thoughts About a Foggy Morning

“Under the thinning fog the surf curled and creamed, almost without sound, like a thought trying to form itself on the edge of consciousness.”
 Raymond Chandler

A thin grey fog hung over the city, and the streets were very cold; for summer was in England.”
 Rudyard Kipling 


There is something almost spooky about fog... not so much in the morning, but definitely at night. I'm sure that there is at least one scene in every horror novel!!