My husband casually said to me in late fall that he wanted to go home this Christmas. In the ho-hum of his tone I knew he didn't really want to show how much he missed his parents so I said dismissively "okay, sure". The way home was much quicker than I expected, until I had to go to the bathroom. Too much coffee will do that to ya. As we were leaving the rest-stop I saw this pretty lake of water which had inched itself up onto the grass, giving the trees a shallow bath. The fog was everywhere and gave me a sense of .....peace.