09/22/2026
I love foggy mornings.
They remind me of the day I arrived to Tennessee. Driving down the mountain into town, I could barely see what was in front of me. I had never seen fog so thick in my life having grown up in a dry climate.
Early morning fog is something special, though.
It provides a quiet solace that clear mornings can't quite capture. Extra dew on the leaves, an eery silence, and a feeling of having my own world to myself - at least until the day breaks over the trees.
This morning was such a beautiful arrival of the equinox, and I'm welcoming the change of seasons with open arms. ✨️