tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764237570467034909.post2968944786602369791..comments2024-03-29T08:48:28.599-04:00Comments on Vicki Lane Mysteries: And the Mist Comes Rising in the MorningVicki Lanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08114677510459055768noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764237570467034909.post-6042752411019092852020-11-28T08:27:02.408-05:002020-11-28T08:27:02.408-05:00Yesterday I knew that the fog which surrounded me ...Yesterday I knew that the fog which surrounded me would eventually burn off. But in the meantime, the trees accumulated droplets of moisture along the bare twigs...so when the sun finally hit them, it was beautiful to see. I tried taking some pictures of them, but they aren't anything like the real beauty was.Barbara Rogershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08351113054045427775noreply@blogger.com