Foggy.

I made an attempt to do some outside work this morning but after only 10 mins the heavens opened and I had to beat a hasty retreat. So my morning was spent on housework, making flapjacks and wrapping presents. 

The warmer day caused one of the butterflies to go for a little walk around the window sill. The other one was sitting inside the curtain. 

Driving in to school at lunch time I had to smile at the small, perfectly formed, round cloud that was hanging in the entrance to the Muddiford valley. By the time I made the return journey the cloud had become more of a fog bank. 

And as I drove further up into the hills I could see other fog banks lying in the steep valleys of the North Devon hills. 

My poor Ugg boots ended up getting wet and muddy as I tried to find good vantage points to take photos. The fog banks above show the lie of the Muddiford Valley which runs from L to R across the photo.

Looking back down the Lewis' hill I could see the fog layer that I had driven under when I turned off from the main road.

On the final bit of my journey it looked as if our valley was also filled with fog ....

... but it was only a thin layer at the level of the low hill behind our house.