It's all a fog.

Waking up yet again in the middle of the night (it's now ten to four) I decided to come downstairs and make a cup of tea. Usually I go into the other bedroom so as not to disturb Luke but I've stripped that bed down of it's mattress protector and as it's a water bed I'd be sliding about on the vinyl 'bag' that contains the water. Not a nice thought. So I am downstairs, quietly tapping away on the laptop and sipping my tea between yawns. I've got an after-work reading group tonight too so it could be a very long day if I don't get some rest. I wonder who else is up at this hour, plenty more people I'm sure. Possibly my lovely cousin's even lovelier fiancee, up tending to baby Lila. Maybe my friend Rosie who seems to be constantly posting on Facebook.
Normally when I am up at this time I stand outside in the back garden and marvel at the myriad stars lighting up the blackness but not so tonight. There's a hazy mist outside and I can barely make out the hen house and shed at the end of the garden. The budding magnolia in the garden across the road has disappeared in it's wispy haze. It's not the pea souper of Victorian London's smog which was immortalised in the Basil Rathbone  'Sherlock Holmes' films of the forties (a mix of fog and industrial smoke I think that was) but it is all enveloping none the less. Not one star blinks out at me and the moon is a blurry-edged disc glowing in the distance. The ground will be wet and I can imagine the little field mice with their clown-like ears and inky black eyes scampering around in the field beyond. The owl we've never seen but nightly hear will be out on the hunt and who knows what else raises it's nose and sniffs the scents to be found on the night air. It sounds so peaceful outside but there's a whole world awake whilst the rest of us try to sleep.
My tea cup emptied of it's contents and my yawns getting bigger and more frequent leave me to think that sleep may be still on the cards for me so I will stop my night time imaginings and slip back off to bed.G'nght.