1/2 Fidged in the Fog

Neera and Siddarth left before the sun rose for Kolkata.  The fog rolled in early.  Despite the cold damp, there is something so beautiful and strange about it.  It is very very quiet except for the whir of the rice husking machine across the road.  The rice husk mounds have gone from a  little village to a small incorporated city.   Unexpectedly was able to Skype with the family.  Some of the kids were able to chat too and kept asking to see my Mom.  What a huge treat!  After the call, it just seemed to get colder, but I enjoyed it as I sat bundled on the veranda with hot strong tea and biscuits.  I read in the afternoon focused mostly on staying warm.  Ended up that a long walk was the best way to battle the cold.