I love autumn. I love the cooler weather. I love the leaves changing color. I love October and Halloween (like duh, I'm a pumpkin farmer LOL) I love how early in the morning there is a low fog hanging close to the ground, and steamy haze rising from all of the ponds. When I took Daughter to school this morning, it was beautiful beyond compare. The entire eastern sky was a rosy glow. Light shafts from the rising sun were peeking between the branches. Driving past fields and meadows bathed in a golden glow, we saw cows and horses standing knee-deep in the slowly undulating mist, lending them a mystical quality. After dropping her off, I was driving home at a leisurely pace, a goofy smile plastered on my face because it was all so damn pretty, and in the distance, through the vapor, I saw a figure walking on the side of the road. I frowned. There was something. . .odd. As I approached the figure I realized what was odd about the scene. It was a clown. A clown in full regalia - rainbow-colored fuzzy wig, red nose, face makeup and polka-dot baggy jumpsuit. Not sure about the big shoes, the clown's feet were obscured by the fog. Now here's a little secret. . .I don't like clowns. They creep me out. Especially a clown wandering down a deserted country road in the fog. There are few pedestrians out here, and this is the first clown I have ever seen strolling alongside the cow pastures. It struck me as a tad odd. I didn't see a car pulled off the side of the road, so thinking that the clown was walking for gas or assistance seemed unlikely. Curiosity drove me to turn around and go back. No clown. Nothing but the cows, the horses and the fog. I turned back around and headed slowly home, occasionally glancing in the rearview mirror. . . just in case. It was just so bizarre I had to share - LOL!