Morning Mist

I had to wait a while for the mist to rise this morning. It was 10.30 before I could begin to see the far bank of the river. I love these mornings but a scene like this is very difficult to represent in a photograph. 

I am feeling much better now, although I hate to say that as I know this illness has a habit of biting you in the bum the moment you think you're over it. I hope not! Thank you all for your encouragement and advice.