Leaving the metro today, I found Montreal had been suddenly wreathed in fog.
The streetlights turned into gaslights from the Victorian era, and the park into a lonely stretch of moor.
It didn’t last long, I barely had time to get home and grab my camera before the strange landscape slipped back to the mundane streets and alleys I walk every day.
Pretty!!!!!!!
Thanks! I grabbed what I had and tried to get something before the fog lifted. I would love to have had a chance to prepare, but sadly, I don’t control the weather.