"The misty dawns of late summer are as much a part of the season as are daisies and goldenrod. The mist fills the valley and settles over ponds and streams like smoke before sunrise, and with dawn's first light there is curling and wreathing with mysterious little air currents playing tag. Then the sun rises and the whole filmy curtain begins to lift." - Hal Borland
Photo taken on late August morning at Blue Spruce Park.