A little while ago, I noticed that it had gotten so foggy outside my window that I could barely see the fence outside. Then my DSL went out. While I was watching the X-Files. Spooky, no?
I kind of dig it when it gets foggy, though. It makes me want to curl up on a chair, wrapped in a blanket, with a hot toddy and a good book. We might not get “real” weather in the fall in southern California, but a cool, foggy evening is a pefect one in my book.