Mist at dawn

It's the early bird that catches the mist rising at dawn.
Breakfast was on hold while I caught the mood. All too soon the sun came up over the trees and the mist slowly vanished.

And yes you heard it here first - the sun appeared, casting a very different complexion on the world in front of the windows.
I just hope it lasts at least during the morning so that His Lordship's cousin and wife who are coming for lunch, don't think we live in a rain forest.

As I pushed the vacuum cleaner round the house in preparation for the visitors (I have certain standards, not always apparent, in household cleanliness), I laughed as I remembered his Lordship's remark yesterday, that he was thinking of buying me a small robot vacuum cleaner. How generous! A New Man he ain't.

In any case he has a small robot vacuum cleaner....... ME!