Foggy

Living up on a hill we get more fog than most. Earlier this year Gio and I went out one foggy afternoon to pick apples off our apple tree. The weather although foggy wasn't too cold or windy. We put the good apples in a white enamel pot and threw the bad ones back in the tall grass so the deer and birds could eat them. We took turns holding the flashlight as it was hunting season and although I was quite sure hunters wouldn't be anywhere near us I figured better safe than sorry. We had such fun and he still talks about it.