Saturday, January 26, 2013
[The Man I Love] and I are both a little worried we're coming down with colds...or flu (knock wood). I'm staying home today in my pajamas.
The day was glorious, however, bright sunshine and clear skies, but at 4:00 in the afternoon, the fog suddenly rushed up the canyon. How strange it is to see the fog moving beneath a bright and clear sky.
This is such a vivid demonstration of how climates and weather are like respiration - the valley breathes in and the moist air of the coast rushes in to sooth the dry lungs of the high inland flats. On another day, at a different time, the dry air of the desert will rush through our canyon, to sere the leaves and grasses on its way to the coast.
This afternoon, when the fog came in, it piled up against the obstruction of the mountain mesa, and soon our whole view was filled with vapor, before the sun set and darkness covered all.