Fog

I dont generally like the early morning. My roomates can second this statement. However, I was given a gift of beauty; a reward for waking up before the birds....

As I left my house, tea in hand, this is what I saw....

Glorious, enchanting fog - a misty morning with freshly fallen leaves everywhere. At 7:15 am, the morning is quiet and serene.

Continuing in this blissful light fog, I crossed over the key bridge  (for non-easterners, that is a major bridge across the potomac river) and saw this....

Unfortunately, you cant see how quaint Georgetown looks from this photo. 

Ahh, late fall....you warm my heart.