It’s been foggy this week.
Eerie fog.
The kind of fog that sets in, sinks to the cervices of the city and holds its place.
I drove to work this morning and where usually the sparkling towers of downtown greet me from across the valley, glass and concrete pillars of light twinkling through the morning twilight, today it was just ghostly silhouettes and hints of light pushing through the frozen moisture in the air.
A few hours later I walked to the edge of the valley and took some video of the haunting scene. Normally a view south that reaches across the valley and traces the shapes of the urban sprawl on the other side, this morning an ethereal vanishing point barely stretching to the far side of the river below:
The fog is with us for a few days though.
We are in a scenario where the temperatures above us are warmer than at the surface so the air is trapped close to the ground. No wind, no flow – continual pumping of air pollution -> poorer air quality.
AG, the meteorologist with whom I run
And as a number of sources suggest, it is more than fog. It is a weighty air mass full of poor air.
Folks have been advised not to work or exercise outside.
So.
In the summer we get smoke from forest fires.
In the winter we get killer fog.
So.
That’s our world now.
It certainly is hauntingly pretty though. On another walk for my early lunch I strolled through the city square in front of City Hall, a square named for a British Prime Minister, Churchill. The fog had receded a bit, but the ethereal vibe was still strong there, too.
…basically the air around us is in a stable situation and things are in balance. When things get out of balance that’s when it blows. Kind of similar to life.
RM, another meaty urologist with whom I run
Stay safe, whatever fog descends on you today.
