For the past few mornings, it has been terrifically foggy. It reminds me of the old horror movies where a werewolf is stalking a hapless pedestrian through dark trails in a heavily wooded area. It reminded me of that but, to be honest, I have yet to see fog accumulate in the thick woods. Here on the Bayou, the fog stays over the marsh and water. It is not often that much settles in even in the treed areas of the yard. Anyway, the fog had settled in overnight causing everything to be sort of drippy. It would, indeed, have been the perfect werewolf sort of morn but, alas, none were to be found.
Instead, I found fog-laden spiderwebs! (Albeit, wolf spiders so maybe those can be my werewolves!) I also found lovely droplets dangling on every leaf and twig. To me, those are intriguing so, of course, it is required to photograph a few. If you ever take the time to really look at the droplets, they contain a skewed image of the area beyond. Things are flipped upside down and have weird, bendy shapes as they arch with the convexity of the droplet. When viewed through a droplet, the world appears as it would in a dream world. Everything is perfectly clear but topsy-turvy and, no matter how you try to focus, the brain does not want to wrap around the sight.
The old rose bush was coated with the heavy layer of fog. The droplets slowly rolled down the leaves to form a large drip that lingered long enough for me to study. Then...splat! Down on the ground it went. My dreamland was shattered on the mulch! Ok, so it was probably time to stop creating "Tales of the Fog" and get the chores started for the day. Still...that werewolf could be just around the next curve in the path!
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