Sunday, I was up quite early, before 8 o’clock. Quite good for a Sunday. The weather was quite foggy, at least misty. After breakfast I went to Parc Oberthur in the hope for some fog pictures – but it had already cleared on the ground, only some vague haze left. And yet, the park had a special atmosphere – calm and quiet, the crispness of a fall morning and a promising Sunday ahead of us.