Sleet and rain yesterday.  This morning dawned dull and gloomy…

… but it soon turned into the magic of fog.

Out I went into the wetlands again and did the big zoom panning thing to see what I came up with.

Dwarf birch leaves glow like embers against the mist.

Fluffy variable willow seed is spangled with water.

A lone aspen stands guard over the carpet of dwarf birches.

There are grassy knolls up against the wetlands.  The fall is such a textural time of year.

I have not yet learned the names of the grasses, but they are all beautiful.