Mr. Fuzzy left the farm for the weekend; Mrs. Fuzzy stayed behind as she had a recital performance on Saturday (she promises to blog about the experience soon).
The weekend was spent at Natural Tunnel State park, near Duffield, Virginia, way west int he very tail of the state. Mr. Fuzzy never saw the tunnel, however, as he was living in the 18th century in another part of the park; more will be posted about his anon.
The two mornings there debuted with heavy fogs laying in the valleys betwixt the numerous ridges. Saturday morning's sunrise is attached for your viewing.