A Thinly-Veiled Gossamer Morning

A Thinly-Veiled Gossamer Morning

Like a gossamer veil, it drifts silently over damp trees and rests upon the grass. Fog on a fall morning. A cold front is moving in. Weather is changing. A new season is on the way. This is an inverted day. Instead of becoming warmer, the temperature will sink until by tomorrow morning, summer will […]

Fog Rolls Out; Good News Rolls In

Fog Rolls Out; Good News Rolls In

Good news! Yesterday’s fog lasted pretty much all day. That was not the good news, but it was a super good day anyway. One reason was my kids. We all bundled into the car and trekked out into the cold, gray, dampish world. We ate at our favorite restaurant, we shopped, we piled back into […]

The Coffee Is Hot, the Welcome Is Warm

The Coffee Is Hot, the Welcome Is Warm

Outside my window, fog hides the world behind an eerie curtain. But, come on in and let’s have an early morning chat. The coffee is hot, the welcome is warm at my house. A car hums up the hill, its headlights tunneling through a colorless world. How welcoming lights appear in the darkness! Have you ever gone through […]

Another Place, Somewhere in the Fog

Another Place, Somewhere in the Fog

Come with me to another place this morning. You may have been there or you may not. It’s a small town, a busy, bustling town, but it is an old town and, as with all old towns, it has its secrets. Many aged houses populate the town and each has a story to tell. Ned O’Neil’s […]

Fantastic Foggy Fracas

O suns and skies and flowers of June, Count all your boasts together, Love loveth best of all the year October’s bright blue weather.                –Helen Hunt Jackson Right on time, October steps onto the world scene, bringing with her blue skies, colorful leaves, and crisp autumn mornings. Oh, […]

Gray and Ghostly

It comes in silently, moves through the town without a sound, and crouches against the houses.  It wraps itself among the trees and tangles among the branches. Now it moves a bit, thicker here, thinner there as a breeze rearranges it. Gray and ghostly, misty and mysterious, fog holds the city in filmy fingers. It […]