Day 318 of 366: On a Misty Morning

I had a feeling it was going to be a beautiful morning. It was raining in the evening and it was quite a warm night for this time of the year. When I was approaching the park gates in the darkness, my heart skipped a few beats. The road in front of me was disappearing in the mist lingering in the surrounding woodland. I couldn’t wait to get out of the car and get walking through the morning silence. I reached the pond just when the pre-dawn light started to colour the sky with soft pinks and light blues. No city noises spoiling the waking day, just a silence sheltered by the misty veil. Though not far from the busy streets it felt like a million miles away. At least for a little while.