On February 7 I got up early so I could make it SIWR for the sunrise. For some reason I had it in my mind that I would find a nice spot to sit in the meadow to watch the sun rise. Instead, I walked into a ghost world.
the river is in the background |
- Light winds through the lowest few thousand feet above the ground during the overnight hours.
- Recent rainfall to enhance moisture available for fog making.
- Clear skies overnight.
- Soil moisture that is near normal or above normal
hoar frost on a spider web |
Walking through SIWR site on a foggy, frosty morning changes your perspective. When your ability to see the background diminishes, you are forced to reckon with the foreground. There is no long view, just what is right in front of you. You have to live in the present when you're walking in the fog, because you cannot see what is in front of you or behind you. The future and past just don't exist.
meadow :: ancient forest |
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