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--
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.
And I saw in this somehow that Higher Power of which we speak.
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!
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I love fog. I should hate it; we are so afflicted by it in the winter. But I love our tule fog and, in fact, am very unhappy that there is less and less of it as our climate changes assert themselves. Lucky you to have the experience of seeing it roll in like that. I'm thinking the Bermuda Triangle as nothing on this.
ReplyDeleteeerie? yes. but i loooooove this kind of eerie. i'd wander the streets just to see it, feel it, hear it....
ReplyDeleteFog is beautiful to walk in and contemplate -- a storm is quite another thing altogether. Mother Nature always wins.
ReplyDeleteInteresting post.
Joanny
I lived in an area of California where the Tule Fog was a part of the landscape. I miss the other worldliness of it. I can appreciate what you are experiencing down there and hope you get some good pictures.
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by :)
Being in the fog on a boat is interesting and eerie. It is primordial because all of the buildings no longer appear. It gives a sense of what it was like hundreds of years ago.
ReplyDeletenice. i love fog...it is like being in another dimension of shadows and shapes...and mystery
ReplyDeleteGarden variety fog - LOVE IT.
ReplyDeleteSounds beautiful to me, I love fog I think it's beautiful and I love that now I have a different way of looking at it
JUST SIT BACK
ReplyDeletei love it. works everytime. My favorite words "Sleep well-God is Awake".
Sounds like a facinating phenomenon to witness. I can imagine it has a spiritual feel.
ReplyDeleteSMD!
ReplyDeleteYep! That is good...sleep well! Do you have a blog which I cannot find? If not, put something up please--grin! God might enjoy it also!
JEREMY!
"...looking at it" Yes, J., it reminds me of my brain--and when the fog lifts, what is left is.....REALITY!
BRIAN!
Yes, mystery, until evaporation happens--see my response on Jeremy (above). Have happy day, foggy or not!
SYD!
Ohio River 'scow' days: anchored in early morning fog was the closest I've ever been to God--also the drunkest? Go figure!
KRISTIN!
Two things:
1. Mortal sin of bloggers--I didn't carry my camera ^@&#@&%!!)
2. Our fog, though not our regular ordinary ones, was not like a 'true-eee, Tule Fogs' which you experienced. But I love 'em all! So nice to be 'talking' with you here.
JOANNY!
Our SW FL fogs are seldom--if ever--related to a stormy situation. But I share with you: interesting, as is SO MUCH of nature, yes?
SHADOW!
Also I 'loooove' to see, feel, taste, smell, 'hear' and be immersed in this ethereal place.
It is one of the 'life-loves' we experience!
ANNIE!
Fortunate I am for your visit...I have blog-rolled your "BENEDICT" blog, thank you for making so much information available, un-fogged
PEACE!
MONKEY MAN!
ReplyDeleteI was writing when you commented, but, whatever--SO glad you come here, read, and comment
--yes, a spiritual feel, I feel that. But have not the foggiest notion of why, nor how!
Pun intended...
Fog makes me want to grab a soft blanket, turn on a light and read. When I would spend summer's as a girl on Lake Superior, the fog would roll in and it somehow felt comforting. So glad you are back and sorry I haven't been by sooner. The last few weeks have been crazy. But I am sooooo glad you are back! Hugs.......
ReplyDeleteFog and the many dimensions - something eiry and lovely at the same time
ReplyDeleteALWAYS WRITE
ReplyDelete(Never wrong?) YESS! it is a peaceful place to reside--in the fogginess of anything. And another day happens, and we move on. Hopefully, Happily!
Must admit eerie fogs like this I prefer to just see in pics or only when I know i can easily get out of it...suffocating i find them -peep.
ReplyDeleteThanks for this and that other piece
I W A L Y
;)
Nature does have its way and our senses are in tune with it whichever way we choose to view it. Nice post!
ReplyDelete:) Lord Thomas of Wellington
BACHELOR MAN!
ReplyDelete--the only man I know who is allowed to call himself 'Bachelor'--grin. Glad for your thought on our view(s) of nature.
...and I LOVE that Monet in his Garden--and the garden without Monet also! (Two views?)
PEACE!
DULCE!
Fog in most of nature lifts itself to reveal a hidden beauty. To some it shows the ugliness of reality. Like 'Bachelor' above wrote: "...whichever way we choose to view it."
--'Philosopher' Steve, hmmmm.
ERRRR-Er-er--ERRRRRER--big grin!