Misty Monday...

The morning started off with very dense fog up the mountain, though each time I look out the window, the view changes.  First you can't see across the road, then you can see the mountains in the distance, then back to nothing.  You can actually see the mist rising and swirling and rolling over the ridge.

My bro-in-law has come down for a whirlwind visit this morning, bringing a container of his delicious biscotti, a recipe he has perfected.  When dunked into my coffee this morning--yum, yum--it was melt-in-your-mouth wonderful.

Scott was meeting with a surveyor guy from Roseburg, about the lot next door to us--the last remaining lot on the mountain.  Being the engineer he is, he wants all the facts, details and pertinent information.  A good thing.  So, with today being Presidents Day, and a holiday for him, he flew down the freeway this morning and arrived not only in record time, but with biscotti in hand.

In this chaotic photo, it looks like a used car lot, with all the vehicles, trucks and landscaping equipment.  Matthew and crew are here, forging ahead with the wall, leveling the yard, etc.  You can see the mist rolling over the ridge, and way down there, the two stick figures are Scott and the guy he drove down to meet.

Mist rolls, vaguely obscuring them in the trees as they walk...

Scott (right), and the guy, discussing...whatever.

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Okay, the mist is gone, the sun is blazing, Scott is done with his meeting, and it's time to do some visiting.  Back later today with some photos of the landscaping progress.  Hopefully...