Here are the rest of the photos of the tree out in front of work from the foggy nights.
It was almost as if the fog was a living, breathing entity. It felt like a mass of Tinkerbells brushing up against your skin. You can see the twinkling in the flagpole light.
These last two photos are of the Crepe Myrtle growing next to the front entrance. It was magical.
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