On Saturday, Scott once again made me crawl out of cozy bed to find some fog pictures. Apparently, fog is a really neat to Nebraskans. We tried OHSU again, but the fog was just as thick up there, so we wondered up the hill further and I somehow found Council Crest Park.
Other than driving through the park, I've never spent any time up there. It has some nice views on clear days, but the water tanks, television towers and low-flying overhead flight path don't really give the park a feel of nature.
Of course, Scott took some amazing pictures. It would be nice if someone printed their photography and hung them on my bare, bare walls. Oh well, . . . .