I was headed up into the mountains of New Mexico, I left Albuquerque in the bright sunshine and headed north, as I started to climb, suddenly I was in the fog. The views and vistas I had come to see, were shrouded in the mist. I pulled over at a scenic overlook, and this is what I saw. Amazingly beautiful isn't it? I can curse the fog, or see the beauty in it. I choose to see the beauty. A couple of miles, and a few hundred feet difference in elevation and as quickly as I had driven into the fog, I drove back into the brilliant sunshine. Somehow I missed the fog.
I never realized there was so much fog in the mountains. Here in Tennessee it's foggy almost every morning, but it burns off by mid-morning.
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Penguins are rather scare in Santa Fe I hear.
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