I left for work about twenty minutes after five this morning.
It was still dark.
The ground was wet, there was dampness throughout the streets from apparent rain sometime beforehand.
The air was full of mist, thick fog covered and drifted over from above.
The temperature was lovely. It was comfortably warm as I wore a jacket and sweater.
Others were out too on their way to work and wherever else.
I was on the bus by five-thirty.
I loved how the atmosphere looked and felt. The scene was enchanting.
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