Mist.

When I looked out the front window, the sun was shining and the sky was blue. It was quite different at the back of the house although it was bright in the garden but just over the wall the mist started and we could see very little beyond. The trees looked quite ghostly. 
The family came for lunch as did our nearest neighbour and by lunchtime the view was back and it was warm enough to have afternoon tea outside when another neighbour had called in. Liliana got out the badminton set and Reg from next door gave her a golf practise net so they all had fun.

 Then we got to the serious business of fruit picking. My plum tree was laden and Reg had three more trees. They have gone home with a large box of plums and another large box is going to Art tomorrow for Brian who makes chutney and jam. 
There are still more on the tree.