Every now and then atmospheric and terrestrial conditions are just right and come together to allow us to live in the clouds for a brief while. We call it fog, I think, because way back when no sane person wanted to admit to living in the clouds, even for a fleeting few minutes or hours. I love the fog. I like looking at foggy landscapes. I like driving through it even though it can be nerve racking to do so. I like feeling the cool mist on my face and most of all, I like photographing fog.

A foggy morning image of my front yard.

Some areas are more prone to fog than others so if you are in an area that has fog quite often then I envy you. I wish fog came here to North Stafford more often. We do get more fog than other places I’ve lived but still, I’d like to see more.