Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Fog

Yesterday we awoke to fog, a Keys phenomenon not unknown but rare enough.An early morning walk with Cheyenne produced a dawn that looked like something out of Africa. Cheyenne and I usually go to the Pool on north Ramrod Key when I get home at 6:30. yesterday we hardly knew the place in the mangroves.
Apparently this is a pocket of mixed warn and cold air preceding a cold front, a storm that has undoubtedly dropped snow Up North this week.The Serengeti Plains:We met a neighbor with her family's two greyhounds; they came and went from the fog and back into it.
It looked other worldly.
The sky was clear to the south and east where the sun was coming up.
In the midst of all this aerial dampness I found this spider's web.After my customary morning sleep Cheyenne and I went into town. One of my water pumps has failed, according to Wayne who tore the cistern pumping system apart, and i took the pump to the shop for a check up in Key west. The weather was ominous on the way in.
The fog was hanging overhead as we crossed Boca Chica Key.North Roosevelt Boulevard looked like a different place.
Amazingly enough some idiots forgot to turn their lights on.
Garrison Bight Marina looked like it belonged in Scotland or some other frigid misty isle someplace.
The view from the top of the Palm Avenue Bridge
By five thirty yesterday evening the fog was lower and thicker than ever. Here we are back on Boca Chica headed north.
As darkness crept down over the long slow line of cars traffic moved slower and slower as though mesmerized. The power of Nature, a wonderful thing, and a reminder we are in it's thrall.