Yesterday morning I woke to fog in Altadena. I had the wit to hop out of bed and go for a walk with my camera before it burned off.

The trees here have great silhouettes. Some are strong and proud.

Others, not so much.

Some just serve as a frame.

These two went jogging while communicating through phones and earbuds. She kept thinking they’d lost the connection, but really he was just tired of talking. Or listening. I don’t think they saw the beauty around them.