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in that regard.

Yesterday morning was different. Now there is thick fog. Fog over the lake and in between the pin oaks. Just checked: you actually cannot see the trees. I will now go down in the kitchen and have some milk. The half quart of whole milk in the fridge will be past its best-before date tomorrow, so I’ll have it for breakfast. I’ll have some healthy-choice whole grain muesli with it. High fibre, low carb. Then I’l walk to the lake where the footpath begins and will make a sketch of the fog and how it envelopes the woods. Not very easy to draw it — draw the fog or the trees you cannot make out. So perhaps I’ll call you instead and explain on the phone what they’re like.


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