Missed

Misty morning and a drecky day. Too busy to wander outside for a shot and too tired when I got home so I'm afraid you are stuck with those trees again; this time wreathed in mist.

The weekend is in full swing so, as Brutus might have said,

There is a tide in the affairs of men.
Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune;
Omitted, all the voyage of their life
Is bound in shallows and in miseries.
On such a full sea are we now afloat,
And we must take the current when it serves,
Or lose our ventures.

And as my gran might have said Think on!