Pea Soup

If you're the romantic, classical, Olde English literature fiends that Jeremy and I are, you would appreciate waking up in the morning and walking out into a scene from Hound of the Baskervilles:

When you can literally taste the condensation, that's a beautiful thing. If you cock your head just right and you can actually see the mist falling, that's the kind of fog stories are written about. And when the silhouette of a horse, head-on freaks you out because it looks like a man standing where a man definitely shouldn't be standing, well, it's time to go back to bed!