A rather lovely, rather spooky thing has been happening the last few nights. As light falls in the park, the mist has been rising up from the ground to meet it. It makes me think of someone going mad with a dry ice machine for a Hammer House of Horrors production. Paul says it reminds him of Scooby Do. Either way, it is a glorious thing to see, and is so evocative of this time of year.