....there is a mist hanging in the valley....

....so when we woke up this morning the mist was so thick we couldn't see the hedge at the far side of the field, but the sun burned the mist off quite quickly...so I was walking up the field in the sunshine and looked back across the valley....still full of mist, and it hung there for hours afterwards, I felt sorry for the fellers I could hear working down there, while I'm up here enjoying the glorious sunshine, they are grafting away in a cold damp valley with the mist dripping down their necks....like a different world.