An Early Smoke in the Mist

When I crossed to the other side of the Beacons the light was way into the distance but as I passed this farmhouse
the two chimneys were sending their smoke in a neat vertical line but there was nowhere to park. I went on and turned,
and found a place about 400 yards away. By the time I reached here the wind had picked up a touch and the
effect was gone but as the mist started drifting in it all became a bit moody, it was a few degrees warmer too.