Rising sun burning through the river fog; the Winooski runs behind those distant trees.
July 18th, 2013, 11am
It was 25.6°C with scattered clouds. The wind was calm.
This is a view along my most common morning ride. It’s almost always lovely, but remarkably different from morning to morning because of the unpredictable ways that fog rises from and then dissipates over the river.
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