Fog Again

It was going to be another day of recuperation. It really was. We have exercise class on Tuesday and Thursday, and I had planned to forego Tuesday (yesterday) and get back in the groove on Thursday. Such was the plan. but the day transpired very differently, and I am glad of it.

I got up very early as usual, sometime around 5 o'clock give or take, and did whatever it is that I do in my den until Sue gets up. The blinds were down, and I had no idea what was going on outside. It really didn't matter because outside was dark. Oh those dark mornings! Never mind, there are only 5 more months to go.

When m'lady arose from her slumbers, however, she informed me that it was foggy out.

Now, you know from the Foggy Morning post last week that photographers, or at least this photographer, are drawn to fog.

What a dilemma! On the one hand, I wasn't sure that I was ready to go out after my bout with the cold. I certainly hadn't been planning on it, at least. On the other hand, however, fog is hard to pass up.

So, I did head out with my gear, heading to the opposite side of the river from last week. The fog was much heavier this time, almost too heavy, and the environs were not as good, but it was still nice to get out.

I began by shooting the old Hawthorne Mill (first photo) and our rather venerable canoe club (second photo).

Next I was attracted to the little hut by the side of the park. There was just enough fog to soften the photo and enough colour to make it appealing. To me, at least.

I wandered along the woodsy path and liked the one colourful tree overhanging the pathway.

Down by the river, I decided to photograph the maple leaves in the water.

I saw that the sun rising over the foggy high school. Perhaps it will also brighten foggy, early morning student brains. I processed the photo with warm tones to accent the sun, but I am not sure that I like it.

Back at the starting point, the rising sun was beginning to touch the side of the mill. You can see the difference if you compare it to the first image.

When I got back home, I surprised Sue by saying that I would also go to exercise class. It went pretty well.

Then I surprised her again by saying I would do the grocery shopping after lunch.

Finally, we had Shauna and the kids over for supper. I fired up the barbie, and grilled what will be the final barbecue of the season. October will finish with 2 days of rain, and, well, one just doesn't grill around here from November through March and quite possibly into April or even May. Unless one has a sheltered spot, and we don't.

I will leave you with one more photo from the morning fog. It's just a arched branch in the river and its reflection. See? I can be arty.