first fog
After a bit of a strange night's sleep, I woke up to the fading fog outside, with just the remnants of mist that drains the colour from everything around it. There is something about fog that attracts me, despite its obvious risks for those travelling.
The most obvious property of fog is a lack of visibility and this ghostly screen can make even the dullest of places look more interesting. The thing that always strikes me though is the way that it soaks up sound from around it and acts like a cloak of silence. Perhaps that is why I like it so much.
In an ideal world, I would be looking into the fog towards something scenic such as the coast line or mountains or even trees in the woods. Fog makes this almost irrelevant though and just IS.
A world of silence .. a world at peace ... at least as far as we can see.
