Scotch Mist

Somewhere out there is a village. I know it is there because I passed it on my way home last night. Amazing how around here the mist can be so local and can descend in a matter of minutes and disappear just as quickly. Perhaps that is when they call it Scotch Mist as it disappears as quickly as the spirit of the same name.

Apologies for the standard of the picture as it was a stop, snap and scoot moment.