Only a few times each year water temperature of the
Gulf of Mexico in Naples area is lower than 'normal'.
The air above it is considerably warmer.
This creates--given certain other conditions--
a fast-rolling fog from the Gulf, which spreads inland
in a fiercely threatening manner.
Once the fog is discovered 'out there',
it comes rolling in almost wildly,
silently blanketing the city within a few minutes.
Hurriedly.
Heavily.
Menacingly.
Frighteningly
This weather phenomenon turns afternoon bright into night, slowing traffic.
Lights appear everywhere. Some believe it is 'day-of-doom' upon us,
Lasting several hours,
Lifting when it is ready.
It seems driven by an intelligence which decides, and commands
"OK, let's move on out, Peeps!"
Today I was there as it happened. Tourists stopped in their path,
wondering aloud what is occurring. Other people appeared as non-humans,
walking suddenly slowly. It was as if time was crawling to a stop.
Eerie!
I experienced all this, with my own thought--of a blog possibility:
Of course, it looked like we were
living in another dimension
(maybe the fourth--grin?).
Spiritual were those minutes, that even leashed puppies feared.
Horses reared. It felt like either the end of something, or a begin.
The cloud by itself--powerless--fog being nothing more than wetness.
But it was felt. A force, a power which, as it fingered its way through
and among the people, each was touched--in whatever way.
The clouded shroud is expected to last through this night until 10 AM Wednesday. But the circumstances of which I have written
have now evolved into a familiar garden-variety fog
It is difficult to describe the wonderment of it all, as I observed nature
in one of its episodic moments, and response of we the people.
In all its countless dimensions, life IS good!
PEACE!
Florida_Fog_by_D_Ramalho
5 Cranes_in_the_Fog_by_juddpatterson
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