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Each autumn, we are treated to an wondrous display by nature most mornings. Mist hangs to the valleys, sometimes a little sometimes a lot, and sometimes it moves slowly. I was lucky enough this morning to be in the right place at the right time, with a nice sunrise, and the mist clinging to the sides of the valleys, emphasising the shapes of the ridges. I always feel at peace when I see morning mist like this.