Some misty mountains this morning.

I love mist and at times it can get so thick that one can only see one meter ahead.

But in this case the mist sat below a line of heavy cloud on the mountains.

That's why I say that every day here is different and one can never know what to expect. But thankfully there is always something on the go waiting to surprise one. I am getting used to it, as one moment it is freezing and a few moments later the strong wind has driven the clouds away and it is warm. Especially now, as this week on Thursday our Spring season will start. So winter is still reluctantly clinging on.
Come and have a look at the Monday blues.

We popped into the car and headed for the local park.