(Yes, I understand that is a horrible mutilation of Robert Frost's poem. I do not apologize.)
I took this picture on my way home after having dinner with my friend. Earlier that day, I had offhandedly tossed my camera into my backpack before I left for class. As I walked up the hill, I looked to my right and noticed how the heavy fog (early in the day too--about 7pm) blurred the lights lining the road and meridian. It looks like it leads a rather eerie glow to some far off point.