I must admit I rather like a good fog...
Partly it's that feeling of being out and about while everyone else is hiding indoors, but also fog and mist have a transforming effect, changing even the most familiar landscapes into something a little different. We all need a bit of variety sometimes.
The bald meteorological facts, however, show that we're far from being the foggiest place on earth. Thick fogs lasting for the whole day (like we had last weekend) only occur once every couple of years or so. And here in the countryside the fog is damp but largely benign.
But why would anyone want to go out taking photographs on a foggy day? You might think that fog just obscures the land, but it can reveal it too. By getting rid of all the distant distractions, it focusses the eye on the here and now. It cuts out all the clutter in the background of the scene. We can do with that as we travel through life: getting rid of all the noisy and complicated details and just concentrating on what's within our reach.
Fog also softens the hard edges of the world, making it seem a more gentle, kindly place. It's good to be cocooned in in my foggy blanket for a while in these crazy times. So it was that my mind was far from dwelling upon ghosts and cruelty in Victorian London as I idled along the footpaths and byways of rural Cambridgeshire.
I set out on two separate days, with two separate locations in mind that might make some nice photos: one yielded no photos and the other had no fog! That's the mystery and unpredictability of fogginess. But along the way I found other things I was not expecting.
But anyway my progress was halted by this fallen tree, an obstacle I would have once scrambled over with ease. Nowadays I choose a long uncomfortable escapade amongst thorns and brambles to find an alternative route and eventually came out at the edge of a field. Luckily this led me precisely to where I wanted to go.
You may have noticed that the pictures don't match up very well with the text so far. Exactly so, fog is always playing tricks like that!
I ended up walking several miles, at times with the visibility down to less than fifty metres. It didn't matter at all, because as I walked the way opened up clearly before me, as it always does. That seems to be another life-lesson; although the way ahead may be unclear, if you keep plodding on all will be revealed in good time.
So lets step out into the fog : it's really rather pleasant.
Take care.
Beautiful pictures!Iboth hate and love the fog(Dont want to get lost in the mountain in suddden foggy weahter)
ReplyDeleteYou write very well too.Like alot the story of Charles Dickens , Monetand Victorian London.I recently did see the home of Queen Maud(well the rest of the house)Very fascinating !England is a history country for me .. Very interesting
Most people wants to take sunny pictures therefor your foggy and good old photoes Ifind very nice
Have a nice day with a good cup of tea overthere :))
I love walking in fog. Driving? No.
ReplyDeleteThank you for these truly beautiful photos.
Hi John - a delightful interlude you've let us wander with you in Cambridgeshire. Gorgeous shots, while foggy can be ethereal. I'm glad we have seasons and different weather. Take care and enjoy that weather - all the best - Hilary
ReplyDeleteSo evocative, the photos are exceptional.
ReplyDeleteI rather like a good fog too, and I’ve enjoyed seeing your excellent photos.
ReplyDeleteLovely photographs and a quite profound narrative, John. I enjoyed walking in the fog with you, and I understand your reluctance to clamber over fallen trunks, finally making concessions to advancing years and less supple limbs. Your comments are particularly apropos right now. I did a Christmas Bird Count on Saturday, most of it along a riverside trail with many obstacles, and then another lengthy outing on Sunday, and my knees are giving me notice that they are not what they used to be!
ReplyDeleteSuch a wonderful walk through life, John. Thank you for taking me along and reminding me to enjoy the foggy bits too. You never know what beauty awaits!
ReplyDeleteGreat shots in the fog...which does bring into focus only the nearest beautiful things. Thanks again for taking us along.
ReplyDeleteLike you I enjoy a good foggy morning now and then, changing the perspective of everyday views of the garden, and Nature's offerings along a pathway, through a wooded area, along a creek.
ReplyDeleteGreat photos, thanks John.
I enjoyed your photos and your musings while you hiked through the fog. You are correct that we are often distracted by the noises around us. A lovely, thoughtful post, John! Thank you!
ReplyDeleteI love the fog too--it makes the landscape look magical, like anything could happen, even fairies. Wishing you a happy Solstice, Cousin.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful photos of the fog there. A lovely reminder that I really should get out there on our foggy days here and take a good look around. The fog produces a whole new landscape of softened beauty.
ReplyDeleteI agree, you get some beautiful photos in the fog. My favorites here are #4, 7, 10 and 11. Beautiful. You have a super day, hugs, Edna B.
ReplyDeleteThere is something mystical if not magical about fog and your photos are a delight. I am old enough to remember the smogs when you couldn't see your hand in front of your face. They were scary and dangerous.
ReplyDeleteI love fog, it adds mystery to everyday things. We had one foggy day earlier last week but I got up too late. Great work getting out and photographing the beauty that surrounds you. Your text adds another level to your photos and gives it life. Thanks for taking me along and sharing you walk in the fog.
ReplyDeleteNever liked the fog, it creeps into you and last weekend it crept into my back and I've not been right since. Saying all that it is never as bad as when I was a kid and the pea soup ones we had
ReplyDeleteEvery shot you showed us was a beauty! Another fine walk that you took us along on.
ReplyDeleteI like all the things you say about fog but I will think of the risks driving in fog and the many auto accidents which occur during fogs.
ReplyDeleteI like your foggy photos, all of them. And I do think England ia foggier than here.
ReplyDeleteThese are wonderful.
ReplyDeleteI love the fog too. Don't get too much of it out here in California. Love your pictures. You have a great eye for both the long shot and the detail. And, I wonder, a special camera?
ReplyDeleteBeautiful words to go with your foggy photos. I love the one of the “forgotten path”. Did you think that you, too, might just disappear into the fog as the path has done over the years?
ReplyDeleteExcellent photos! The landscape looks magical and truly you never know who or what can appear or disappear in this fog. Here it is foggy only in the winter mornings and sometimes higher in the mountains. Wish you a Merry Christmas.
ReplyDeleteToo bad about the fallen tree resulting in a roundabout longer walk, John, but you seemed to find some great photo subjects. I liked the way the fog softened the images and made them stand out even more. The red berries more so and those colorful leaves as well.
ReplyDeleteThanks too for your comments on the holiday decorations outside and inside our apt. These days of less cheer, they do give us a smile every day.
ReplyDeleteHow evocative these images are! I’m always amazed with your mastery of fog photography and is pleased with your challenge to stepping into fog. As to life-lesson, we must not forget the rays of light in a foggy maze of corona.
ReplyDeleteYoko
I so love fog...it seems to enhance any photo. It transforms an everyday scene into one of magic and mystery. Your photos are all wonderful.
ReplyDeleteWath a beauty in these photos. The fog makes all so lovely.
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