On my way into work this morning, I was very thankful that Laura loaned me the use of her car. It began to rain about a half mile into my 46 mile commute. I’ve been working at a location in the mountains near West Virginia and when it rains in Reston, it really rains up there – and it’s colder.
So, at the base of the foothils, I began to notice not just rain, but fog. By the time I turned off the main road onto the street where I’m working [which climbs steeply up a mountain slope] the fog got so thick that I couldn’t see 30 feet in front of me. Had I been riding my motorcycle, I would not only be soaked, but blind as well – there are no wipers on my helmet.
Thank you, Laura!