Today, Sunday, it’s that kind of fog that envelopes your being and hides all in its embrace. Reminds me of Mists of Avalon – it is so dense, I feel I should be able to part a path through it at will. Having grown up on the ocean, I expect to hear the forlorn call of a foghorn echoing through this mist. Love the allegories of mists (thus the mists and enchantments blog name) but haven’t yet captured it well on film. Here are a few meager attempts.
My efforts with the camera were delivering lots of muted foggy pictures with no way to get a focal point. Working on the computer by the kitchen window, I’d darted out a few times, also tried shooting from inside through the window but was only rewarded with blurry birds. Finally, a tad of success. With patience, my hummers always come through for me. They’re faster in the winter as the fights for the feeder are more intense – to get this shot I have a multitude with the feeder but no hummer or a blur. Decided with fog the theme to leave top of background tree in view, which meant I couldn’t crop the edge of the roof.
The fog was there at 8, had receded about 10 and came back with a vengeance at 11. At 1pm, I remain shrouded in its impenetrable presence. These are simple records, uncropped, un-manipulated.
The sense in gazing at this tree is to be travelling towards the mystical faeirie “Undying Lands”.
But, I am not. I’m in the here and now blogging away with a list of things to do. Sunday is that last chance to completely indulge in my own focus before the work week comes crashing in with all its demands.
On the agenda is some type of sourdough. If you’ve not kept sourdough before, you should know that it get’s grossly ugly in the fridge. As long as it doesn’t turn pinkish, die or mold – it is truly fine. If it’s dead, it won’t spring back to life and bubble and grow when you feed it (sounds like a vampire – feed me and I grow J ). The grayish water on top is the hooch – the driving reason that gold prospectors kept their sourdough alive and well cared for, baking simply a secondary benefit. (If you use whole wheat flour, the hooch will be browner than grey). It is flat coming out of the fridge, but, stir and feed it for growth and yeasty bubbles.
Well, things to do so logging off. I’ll close with a thought for the New Year from William James “Begin to be now what you will be hereafter”.
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