Fog

All week we have been in a fog. An air inversion has accompanied the high pressure here on the coast. The eerie appearance of the city and the bay in this dense low-hanging cloud of moisture makes it feel like Halloween or some strange far away planet. In this shroud, one feels quiet and isolated from the cacophony of daily life.  Vehicles pass in and out of view like fish slipping through murky water. Planes are heard but never seen.  Fog horns call out across the water. Dampness pervades the air, the grass, the senescent leaves of deciduous trees, the sidewalks and the streets. The potential for a really warm day is muted by blocking out the rays of sunshine. The fog does make one feel physically isolated from those around you.  It separates us more than we really are. It is calming in that way. It serves to settle the mind and soul. It is peaceful.  I like it.