These past two days have been so foggy I feel almost as if I'm inhabiting a different world. I'm in that Stephen King story about the fog...okay not really thankfully! Traveling is more, well,
interesting when something like another car or a deer can appear in front of you at the last second. It's no wonder fog inspires writers to use it as a device to create suspense or to set a mysterious mood. The road is looking like this today:
And the view from my computer chair is also of a dim and whitewashed world:
This lane is looking like the passage to another realm:
Okay so perhaps my imagination is running away with me. Fog...a cloud on the ground...metaphor for confusion, befuddlement...sinister secrets.
Any favorite fog stories come to mind?
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