I planned ahead today because I know I am going to be working until midnight.
I looked out the window and saw the mist up towards Strathmartine.
It was only just past 5am, but dedication to the craft dictated I head for the forest.
Unfortunately, the mist always seemed to be where I wasn't.
So a change of plan brought me to Clatto.
It was a hail Mary, but at last I caught the mist.
Not in the trees, where I wanted it, though.
But we take what we get.

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