Embracing the moment

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.