A foggy Night

I had to let the little dogs out last night around 7:45 pm

I stepped out onto the porch while the boys did there usual stuff, I was amazed at how still the air was. It was cold and crisp about 30 degrees
As I exhaled you could see my breath, just hang there, suspended, barely dissapating, barely moving it seemed sureal, almost magical.
The fog was coming in and you could barely see lights on houses just across the fields. There was no traffic and few sounds everything seemed to be asleep or dead.
After a few minutes the boys were ready to come in and we all headed for the door , Safe and warm back inside the house