Foggy Monday

There are other things to post this week, so I sit here on Monday unsure when y'all will see this. But it doesn't really matter because it is not time sensitive, not like birthdays or medical issues.

When I awoke a little after 6 and saw that it was foggy, I eschewed my start-of-the-morning coffee. Instead I dressed, nabbed my heavy hooded sweater on the way because it was a chilly 15C/59F out there, dropped the Montreal Canadiens tea towel in the doorway (to be explicated below) on my den floor, went downstairs, and drove to the neighbourhood park.

Those with an interest in photography will try to explore fog if possible, and I was hoping for something good. While, I did not exactly get anything very good in the dull, low contrast park, I did get some photos that are not normally available. Fog is probably best when the sunlight begins to filter through in the morning, but the clouds blocked the sun on this day.

I am always on the lookout for benches, so my first photo was of the bench by the pond with a tree in the foggy beyond. A guy walked into the photo. While I was a little late to get him in the perfect spot on the other side of the tree, he does add a little point of interest. He was walking briskly in summer attire on a cool morning. Now, it strikes me that it would be a better photo with the foreground bench cropped out, and maybe I will still do that sometime.

I did not really want to photograph a suburban house on the edge of the park, but the scene was framed nicely by the branches and the path formed a leading line, so I clicked.

Next came the little footbridge. I've got some pretty fair photos of the bridge from the other side in winter, and it did give me a focal point on this day.

Against my better judgment, I took a photo of the pond. It is really just a drainage pond without a very good outlet, so it gets quite scummy at times, and I generally try to avoid it when it gets to that state. My iPhone was imploring me to clean the lens, assuming that the lens was dirty because it couldn't focus well in the fog. This was the only time of the morning that it issued the warning.

Now to explain the Tea Towel on the Floor.

I have the Montreal Canadiens tea towel as a team thing; it goes with my Canadiens beer pop fridge and the team blanket. It hangs on the back of the door, so I seldom see it, but I know that it is there and occasionally use it as a notification for Sue by tossing it on the floor of my den right by the door. When she wakes and finds me missing, she might be prone to worry, so this flags her attention, and she knows that I am not really MIA. I used to go out often in the early morning, but that was mostly when we had old phones, if any at all, that could not track each other. These days, I cannot get away with much and have been forced to drop the myriads of ladies that I used to visit. Too bad for me.