This morning on the lake looking west from the cabin porch. At 6:40 the sun is just starting to hit the trees on the west ridge. The lowlands frosted again--29 degrees on the porch. You can see the inversion layer where the fog flattens out above the trees. By 7:10 the sun has burned off the fog and is lighting up the lake. Just birds singing this morning with a few gobbles and duck quacks. I have breakfast ready (coffee and Pillsbury orange frosting rolls) while Margo stays in bed until the cabin fire warms it up.