Sunday, November 14, 2010
foggy, foggy night
the city was blanketed in fog the other night, and as i said to kerry, it smelled like what i think the yorkshire moors might smell like. it was beautiful and earthy, something rich in the decaying ripeness, that vestige of life. there was a remnant of that spark of life in autumn leaves, carried into our nostrils and our pores through the fog.
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That was some crazy fog! Love the description and the photos! I was watching a zombie show that night and thought...this would be a bad time for a zombie attack. xo
ReplyDeleteyeah, it would definitely have changed the timbre of the night had there been a flock of zombies descending on the city -- instead we just had falling leaves, and the occasional nut out taking photographs and smelling up the fog. :P
ReplyDeletei'm guessing you were watching that walking dead show everybody is raving about? oh tv. i don't really know anything about you, anymore. but that's okay because i'm in love with netflix.
hi jacquabella! thanks for stopping by. thought since i was taking a facebook break i could feed my own feed for a change.
I love these shots Mo, VERY cinematic! I really wish I could have been there to wander the night and fog with you!
ReplyDeletehi lovely: i was pretty happy with how the photos turned out -- i'm glad you like them too. it was really a wondrously beautiful scene: i wish i could have shared it with you. but while i was out in it, i didn't feel lonely. that fog was intimate, and tender, and made me forget what i have lost for a little while. :)
ReplyDeletei owe you an email. coming soon! :) mo/xo