Early in the morning, at this time of the year, the fog rolls in across the ground. I adore watching the fog. It doesn’t last too long, maybe just a half hour or so. I used to love to watch it when the neighbor’s storage shed wasn’t there. It was a pretty scene to admire.
And then he started building that darn thing. It’s a free world, and he has the right to pay property taxes too. But, still…
It ended up being just a shed. To store big equipment stuff in. Whatever. I’m over it, I have no choice.
I still stop to pause and notice it though. ‘Cuz the fog above the ground is cool to watch as it navigates its way around the shed. As though it wasn’t even there.
Now, I try to focus on the areas away from that shed as I watch the fog continue to do what it does best.
And the deer still roam there, where the horse and the cattle once did. We found out this spring that soon that will be a housing development. Foggy mornings I start to anticipate how I will miss this view too.
See the deer? It’s not the closest dark spot, that’s a bush, but the deer is in the misty fog behind it. Slowly strolling through their neighborhood.
The fog continues to roll in…while the cows moo (boo)…too
As we all long for the view of what was once such a joy to see. People shall continue to consume nature’s playground and our little country spot will feel like a suburb soon.
Am I ready to ground myself and accept those thoughts yet? Not just yet…
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PS – Isn’t fog the coolest thing? I love watching it. It’s dreamy. Happy Friday – was this week a long one for you too? Do you have fun plans for the weekend?
Foggy Friday morning thoughts. It’s clear here today, but on the mornings when we have fog, like you, I get lost in my thoughts [more than usual]. Happy Weekend.
It’s amazing to me how a mysterious fog can foster up a dose or two of creativity. Happy Weekend to you too!
I love walking through fog then looking back at the trail I cut through it. We saw it a lot at the barn where we kept the horses. Its beautiful and eerie.
Aw, that’s a fun memory. Beautiful and eerie is right.
I know that many view development as sign of economic prosperity, but I would also be mourning the thought of a country road turning into an off-shoot for cul-de-sacs. Down our road, I see signs for a few new building sites and I worry at the increased traffic and more. But, then, if we love our homes, others are bound to, too!
You’ve described exactly how I feel. Very torn. We’ve lived here 30 years. 😉
I remember fog in Michigan, so pretty. Maybe it’s time to move before your area turns into a busy suburb? The only fog here is smog. Smog fog…
Yes, fog is pretty in these parts of the world. We’ve been here so long, going on 30 years, I don’t know if I can picture us anywhere else. Smog…not our thing. But it is fun to see in your pictures!
That’s a long time in one place, your not likely to move!
I think you’re on to something!
Yes, your fog pics are wonderful! I love watching weather and sunrise is a perfect time – especially in summer.
I suppose I sound ancient, but the constant development gets to me, too. My DH says my best bet is to move to 10 acres and build right in the center of it. Ha! (That won’t happen, but I do love a bit of solitude.)
Thank you! Mornings are my favorite time of day – the fog is just so peaceful. You don’t sound ancient, all this development just makes me wonder where these people are coming from?! I like DH’s idea. Thankfully our inlaws own the land next to ours, hopefully they won’t sell it yet! Solitude is nice. Especially after a shopping trip to Walmart or the Mall ;-)!
Nice post, Shelley! I do love fog and am fortunate that about a third of my morning commute is along a highway that runs parallel to and alongside the Cumberland River, and there are many, many mornings I get to observe & drive through the thick river fog as it rises and engulfs the road & landscape. On certain bright spring & fall mornings, the fog is so thick and fecund that it looks like a giant wall of raw cotton rising hundreds of feet up from the river and extending for miles; it’s an awesome sight and one I wish you could see. Maybe I’ll try to remember to pull over and take a picture of it just for you next time it happens.
I know exactly how you feel about having to look at that ugly ass shed and how much you must lament the further encroachment to come that it represents. In 1980, my grandparents bought a house in the mountains in Argo, Alabama, an unincorporated, tiny town of about 350 people at that time. Their 15-acre farm, Windy Hill, was an escape and a refuge for the entire maternal side of my family for over 20 years. But after 2000, white flight from Birmingham exploded, and we had to watch as the area became suburbanized almost overnight.
Now, we’re experiencing a similar problem here. Nashville is one of the Ittest of It Cities in the USA right now, and as downtown explodes with new business & loads of wealth and the exurbs fill up with the upper middle class families fleeing the suburbs, the lower class & lower middle class folks are renting the suburban homes being fled in neighborhoods like mine. The Boss & I bought our home in 2004, when our subdivision was only 10 years old, populated mostly by families of similar age, size, and socioeconomic status, but it is in decline now. A few years back, a trashy gas station/convenience store was built on the corner of the highway leading into our subdivision, increasing traffic, accidents, and crime. Then, our neighborhood grocery store closed and was replaced by Urban Air, an indoor adventure park, and in the short time it’s been there has already had two shootings and requires police presence every weekend. Now, we’re fighting the placement of a giant, ugly fucking cell tower just a few blocks down the street from our house. We circulate a petition through the HOA every year trying to get people to vote on a provision that homes bust be sold rather than rented, but there’s never been enough response to get it passed, and now I fear it’s too late.
As soon as the kids are grown & off to college or work, we’ll be looking to leave.
I apologize for the rant. I’ve been in a real funk all summer, and the above has a lot to do with it. Your post just set me off.
I hope you get to enjoy your heaven for many more years.
Take care, be well, and happy blogging!
Denny
Early morning fog is so special. Is that building right at the end of your driveway, across the street? I think it would be cool for you to do a slideshow with a comparison of how it was with how it is now. Like, the view without the building, then with the building. Where is the subdivision going in? In front of your house or in the back? Yuck, either way.
Yes, that’s at the end of our driveway, right across the street. The development is going in behind that. The first house is just being built about a quarter of a mile down the road to the right. Yeah, it’s going to be different and yucky.
One of Mary’s nicknames for me is “Two Sheds,” because of the Monty Python sketch…
LOL – a classic! Just like you, John!
I find fog fascinating. These are great pictures.
Thank you! Yes, and you catch some awesome shots of fog too.
Fun fog watching 😀
Thank you!!!
Fog can feel like a blanket 🙂 Comforting. I am so sorry about the housing development. Time for lots of “before” photos. I wonder if all the deer and rabbits will escape to your property. Otherwise what happens to them? Enjoy your weekend!
Yes, it can. Yeah, I’m super bummed about it. I’m sure the animals will resort to our yard and our back yard where we have a forest. We really don’t need more rabbits or bear though… Enjoy your weekend too!
Fog can be pretty as its wispy fingers drift along the ground … and then there is pea soup fog which we get as well and soon that will happen as we inch toward Fall. Very nice shots of the fog creeping along and Copper watching it so intently.
Thank you, Linda – it is that time of year. 🙂