Happy Foggy Morning from Central Illinois, U.S.A.!
Fog blankets the eastern sky over Central Illinois
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Happy Foggy Morning from Central Illinois, U.S.A.!
Fog blankets the eastern sky over Central Illinois
Musings by an ND Domer's Mom 
Fog and mist are just so lovely to photograph 😉 Great shot.
Thank you, Morgan. I really didn’t do anything to improve this — it’s just what I saw.
thats the best kind of photo 🙂
Fog is pretty (except when driving in it… we don’t have it too often in Arizona, but have encountered it in several visits to California!)
We don’t have it too often here either, but the Mississippi Gulf Coast gets it often. You’re right — it is hard to drive in!
Hmmmmm….. looks ghostly to me. (I do love fog. It’s on my “about” page as my favorite weather.)
Really? Why didn’t I notice that?? (Perhaps because I prefer sunshine?!!) Still, it does have its own eerie beauty!
There’s something l like about fog. Very nice pic!
Thank you, Professor. Glad you liked it! I thought it might lift before I had a chance to grab my camera, but I got lucky!
*clapping*
Debbie, this photograph is sooooooo beautiful!!! I adore fog and how it makes everything look…..mystical!
Well done, my friend! Beautiful capture!
P.S. It’s so ironic you posted this because last night it was very foggy here in Philly as well.
Ron, you make me blush at your praise! This has to be one of those “dumb luck” shots — the way the sun looked behind that fog, the eeriness of the trees still in shadow — it turned out way better than it should have, no thanks to me!
Be safe driving in that mess — I don’t know why the worst weather tends to bring out the very worst drivers, ha!
Happy weekend to you!
Beautiful and soft and mysterious. Five words to your wordless post.
Thank you, Barb. You’ve captured its essence!
—lovely. x
Reminds me of the poem, Fog, by
Carl Sandburg.
THE fog comes
on little cat feet.
It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.
I’ve always loved that poem, Kim. “Little cat feet” is such a beautiful — and fitting — description!
I’ve not heard this poem. It’s wonderful. Thanks for sharing.
How peaceful Central Illinois looks, even with those wires traversing the photo. Nice!
Early morning *is* peaceful, Monica. Before the birds start squawking, the dogs start barking, lawnmowers humming, people stirring. You’re right, power lines that aren’t buried are archaic (no wonder we lose electricity in nearly every storm!)
To me…your picture says…”hope”. I don’t know why…it’s what I feel when I look at it.
Golly, I’m thrilled, Tanya — we can ALL use more “Hope” in our lives! Thanks for such a lovely compliment.
I love the fog. Maybe, because it doesn’t roll in very often. What a great picture.