Bright light

This morning I drove north at nine o'clock. Once I passed the north edge of town, I entered a fog, but the sun was bright and there was no gloom about it. That frosty layer that's been on all our trees in town but is now gone remained on all the plant life within the fog. And everything was illuminated. The sun passed through the fog and caused all the buildings and fields and trees to shine as if lit from within--despite the mist. It was very beautiful.