|Casey catching patrons' attention outside the Old Town Café|
Yesterday was unusually sunny and mild while we were hanging out in the Old Town District. But that was short lived.
Later we barely got through a walk on the interurban trail before a cool, eerie curtain of mist descended in the woods an hour before dusk, transforming our whereabouts into a setting out of a Bronte novel. I think Casey actually took a break from sniffing and exploring to notice the transformation.
|10 minutes before this photo conditions were clear with visibility unlimited.|