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Mist and Light
There is something about waking up to a misty, foggy morning that almost always draws me to wander outdoors. Everything is muted, and yet, when the sun manages to break through here and ther, colors are magnified and I get to see reality in ways different from that of clearer mornings.
Foggy mornings, aka pea soup mornings, are magical. When I take the time to climb the hills on such a morning, I can look down below and the entire valley has hidden beneath a blanket of soft white, while up here on top I see the sunshine.
Objects appear with fuzzy outlines created by mist - a blurred sort of canvas stretches before me. I would highly recoment getting up early to enjoy the few hours before sunlight burns off the fog.
Lu Blanchard is semi-retired and spends free time with family, reading, dancing, singing and enjoying outdoor activities.
Dianna Morris lives in Marcy and fell in love with the woods as a young girl. She finished climbing the Adk 46 high peaks in August 2012, and is now working on finishing the Northeast 111 - climbing the mountains over 4000 ft in NY, NH, VT, and ME.
Harold Pier taught chemistry at Utica College for 40 years and was an avid biker, hiker and skiier after retiring in 2000. He contributed to this blog from its inception in March 2012 until his death in October 2012.
