Little Cat Feet

10 December 2017 – We’ve been having a week of fog, of fog swirling in and out, of fog playing with altitude & longitude & latitude.

It makes me remember the fogs of my long-ago winter in Lima, Perú, also on the Pacific coast.

And it makes me remember Fog — the Carl Sandberg poem taught us in an even longer-ago grade school English class.

The fog comes

on little cat feet.

It sits looking

over harbour and city

on silent haunches

and then moves on.

 

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  1. We’ve been having it too – in the form of sea-mist. I remember the Sandburg from long ago too. Your photo is a wonderful fog-portrait.

    As an aside, my niece’s husband has just been surfing on Lake Eyrie -10°! They’re exploiting all the joys of Guelph.

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    • It really is a coastal phenomenon — at least, in this form. I am finding it so interesting, to experience climate in another region, affected by its very different topography.

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  2. Love your photo’s depth.

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  3. Love the photo! Makes me yearn for some fog to roll in now so I can go out and take my own photos!

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    • Oh yes. As long as you have the luxury of being yourself warm, dry & not immobilized — and I had that luxury — the fog drifts are absolutely magical.

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