Friday, December 9, 2011

Morning mist

The Bend is shrouded this morning.  Everything solid is frosted.  It's cold, the sun is coming up.  That dendritic rime on your windshield is pure deposited vapor.  Lookout Mountain, Stringer's Ridge, the Moon Pie Factory, and the power grid are cloaked.  Night has chilled the air, but the river is still warm from yesterday's upstream sun.  It's not a breath of fresh alpine clouds, but I'll take it.

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