My little brother drove me out into the field the other morning because my mom woke me and said the fog was incredible. So I grabbed my camera and went out in my pj's before I even had my coffee. I've written before about how fog scares me sometimes, and honestly it's something that I had to shove down, because you could only see 15 feet in front of yourself and it felt like a disturbing caresses. It was eerie in a beautiful way and it's one of my favorite things of this season.
xoxo Johanna Grace
ps. Who all is doing nanowrimo this year?