We had fog in the city this evening. It was both spooky and beautiful, especially after you realise your kneejerk reaction of “Haze again?” is incorrect. I was driving through the city centre and didn’t get to take photos.
If you live in my household, you’ll learn to recognise the signs that “the kids” have gotten their salary. My brother comes home with Jacob’s oatmeal cookies, a packet of California raisins and a bottle of Coca Cola. I come home with a pile of new books. I’ll talk about them later. I have a feeling I’ve only just started my monthly book splurge.