my very own Japanese painting

When I walk into my living room early on these warm and humid summer mornings, just as the sun is rising, I am greeted by a wonderful view through my living room window.  Mist lies low in the field across the road from my house, a field that used to be cultivated but now has grown up into scrubby trees and bushes. Larger trees in the distance create a rough edged back drop and the mist paints the scene in grey tones.  The sun behind the clouds sheds a  soft glow, and the whole scene, framed by my two pear trees, looks like a Japanese painting..