Early fog

I was awake early.  The night was very still and the strange valley fogs that we get here had formed. they tends to run down the side valleys into the wider plain of the Upper Arno, pooling there in a great inland sea.

Whilst struggling to get a shot  one of our local red/black squirrels ran along the three-strand plaited power line. They are using is as an aerial runway between the nut and walnut trees. They move so fast and who wouldn't with goshawks around.

The photo is taken from the bathroom window, by the way.