I love to watch the different moods of the fog in the valley. Some mornings the fog fills the valley from top to bottom and I awake to find myself in a muted fog cocoon. Other mornings the fog creeps along the valley floor, it tiptoes in, then glides out. Yesterday morning I awoke to high fog.
As the sun comes up over the ridge behind the house it peeks between the ridge and the fog producing a stripe of sunlight on the ridge across the valley.
I may moan and groan a lot about the cold gray fog, but I would truly miss it if it were to disappear completely.
Wonderful images, Michelle! The best part is that there is always sun after the fog or rain.
ReplyDeleteMagical pictures, although I don't envy you the damp fog. The clear days that follow must be lovely though.
ReplyDeleteYesterday, I was driving in from the east, and watched fingers of fog reaching down across the hills. Over San Francisco, there was a cloud bank that looked exactly like a tidal wave crashing onto the city -- it was eerie. I wish we could see it from up high more often.
ReplyDeleteFog is a sign of fall and cooler temperatures for me. When I wake up and see fog through my window, I know that the summer is over.
ReplyDeletePictures are lovely!
Tatyana, so true, and we appreciate it so much more for having missed it.
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mac, thanks :)
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chaiselongue, I can tolerate and even enjoy the fog because it does clear almost every day. I curse it when it arrives too early or stays too long though.
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Stefaneener, Many years ago when I lived in Marin I used to love to come down the hill to the GG bridge and see the fog pouring in under and over the bridge and spreading out across the bay and over the city. It seemed like a living thing trying to engulf and consume the city and the bay. And I used to love hearing the fog horns, no fog horns here....
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vrtlarica, Fall here means less fog and warmer weather. We get our best weather in September and October.
I miss the really pretty fogs I saw when I lived in the mountains. I loved the fog that would roll in below me. We lived pretty high up and had a great view of the valley and plains below. It would slowly creep up the valleys until sometimes it would reach us. But we didn't have fog often. Colorado was way too dry for that.
ReplyDeleteSince we moved here I've noticed the clouds more and I love them! Fog and mist are just another sort of cloud, so they're included!
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