Incredible experience. I'm headed up I-95. Cruising. Trying to increase mileage efficiency so I'm not flying. Humbug. I know. Desperate times, all that jazz. *longingly watches the fliers*
I approach some fog, north of St. Augustine. It's a desolate area with lakes and fields, so this is not uncommon. As I enter into the fog, it's a warm glow. Something you'd catch in a romantic panting of a country road (and far too many flowers, right?). Then, unexpectedly the fog on the road lifts. Yet! It becomes this cool, purplish hue-dark and deep. Eventually it eased into a dense fog. Grey and cool.
How nifty. I can't wait to pass out office gifts today. *stares at the guy stroking his beard next to me* Hipsters are fun.