Winter Fog,
Along the Huron River

Fog, it turns out, is basically a low-lying cloud, which explains why the hoarfrost on the trees I photographed below looked a lot like the ice crystals on trees 9,000 feet up in the mountains, which were wreathed in clouds. (Getting lost inToynbee? National park, on the Mount Rose highway, while back-country skiing—and nearly missing my flight home to boot—was all part of my winter holiday vacation. Those particular clouds happened to be taking a break between the storm that provided the snow for the skiing—the biggest storm in 15 years—and the 2nd biggest storm ever recorded, right after we left. Some day I'll have to post those pix, and the adventure of the flaky compass. But I digress.)

This shot is actually on the St Joseph-Mercy's hospital grounds.

I screwed up and missed the day when the ice crystals were a good 10mm long—the last time these conditions obtained, I hadn't learned to use the macro function on this camera, though I do have a very beautiful shot of a barberry fruit taken with my old, conventional Canon d-70, that I'd like to scan and post some time. Nevertheless, this was the second day of these morning fogs, and I knew I wanted to get pix: the wizard's company has moved to a new location, and that Wednesday was the last day he'd be riding along the Huron River bike path to go to work. The frosty, fairy-like conditions were just a bonus.