Cotton

We had another day of freezing fog. Pretty, except when you have to drive in it. I had to drive about 30 miles in the fog and started feeling rather claustrophobic, driving through a cotton ball. Familiar roads felt very unfamiliar. This afternoon we actually saw a ROBIN in the woods where we were XC skiing. Now that was a totally familiar bird but in an unfamiliar setting - January in Iowa!

More ice fog this afternoon: