I had planned to take an afternoon walk in the sunshine, but the fog lured me out of the house early.
This morning the world (my little world) was completely enveloped in this cloud. Now the cloud of fog is completely gone, with bright sunshine and blue skies. A young child on a morning like this might have thought this was the way life was going to be for a long time, that this is just how the world is.
How often do we imagine that our lives are just going to be the way they are, not realizing or believing that things really will change? Our perspective is so limited, and we are so good at thinking it is not.
One thing I love about the weather is that it's a continual reminder that we are not in control.
What is your life? You are mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes.
Ah, and what a beautiful mist it is at times....