Nov 17, 2012 Fog & Rime



Valley fog to the southeast
Wednesday afternoon.





Rimed spider's web on
Thursday















Wednesday was another glorious day of mountain sun.  No fog Down There until late morning when it started creeping up from the river, filling the valleys and canyons like slow incoming tide.  Creating an ocean of white below us.  Great for photographs.  Not so great if you live Down There.

Since I had worked so hard on Tuesday, the dogs and I went for a hike on our south ridge.  We headed west, following the deer and elk tracks along the crest.  Absolutely breathtaking!  And, of course, my camera batteries died about a third of the way into the hike. . .  Oh well, we had a great time getting some good exercise.

JB puttered around in his shop, trying to organize and make room to work.  Got his wood stove going, and generally enjoyed himself.  We ran the well pump for 20 minutes, bringing in, I'm sure, at least 60 gallons.

On my Wednesday blog, I mentioned the "winter" sun.  Well, it may be just mid-November, but it's winter Up Here.

We were fogged in all day Thursday and everything was rimed.  Even the spider's web hanging from the battery shed.  I decided to go Down There to see if I could get a better phone, buy a few groceries and help Santa do some Christmas shopping.  Thanksgiving is so early this year!  Just yesterday I realized it is next week already!  The drive in these conditions is always a little more dicey going down the mountain than coming back up, but it was beautiful.  The road was sprinkled with the gold of Autumn's last hurrah, and covered in the tracks of rabbits, squirrels and deer.

Thought for the day:  Autumn is the eternal corrective. It is ripeness and color and a time of maturity; but it is also breadth, and depth, and distance. What man can stand on a hilltop and fail to see the span of his world and the meaning of the rolling hills to the far horizon? Hal Borland