Frost and Fog

The skies were clear last night - when I walked outside to lock up, it was dark (no light smear on the clouds), and a wonderful array of stars splashed across the sky. The gravel crunched underfoot in that gritty way it does when it's both cold and damp.

This morning, we had a hard frost. Greg and I had to scrape the windshield on the Prius so that he could drive it to school. We drove down to Starbucks for breakfast, and the fog was drifting through the forest on the faint morning breeze.

Coffee was good. Breakfast with Greg was better. This is what it looked like when we went out, Greg to head to school, and me to head home.