Sunday was the most beautiful day here on the west coast of Canada.
We had planned to go to our favorite mountain tree farm to look for our Christmas tree.
Leaving the farm. . .looking south. . .appeared to be somewhat brighter.
Looking northeast. . . looked like pea soup.
We headed towards the pea soup.
We went up the mountain. . .and down the mountain ...
and crossed a gorge. . .
(well actually it was a meadow. . .but I don't know if I'll ever be able say I crossed a gorge)