As I drove by in my car

Across a foggy fallow field
a man
and a dog
were back-dropped
by besilvered weeds and billowing clouds.

The fog was sinuous, silky,
its density changing with every wind.

The man was alert, as was the dog.
Not worried or concerned; but focused
laser-like in the moment and the fog.

Partnered in the fallow field,
the man
and the dog
were so deeply engaged in being
they didn't even know they were wet.