One of the interesting aspects about living in Seattle is how dramatically the weather conditions can vary within just the distance of a couple miles.
Earlier this week, I went for early-morning walks around Green Lake, after dropping off Tim somewhat north of his office, so he could get in his own morning constitutional.
It might be clear, or clear-ish, at our house, but as we drove south, we would hit some serious ground fog.
When I got to Green Lake, there was still some low fog on the lake. Combined with the dim pre-sunrise light, it made for some moody, contemplative images.
Also, where there was a splash of fall color, it was all the more striking.