I took Cooper to the beach this afternoon, his first time since he had his paw stitched. It had been a foggy morning but was pretty sunny in the afternoon, though not as hot as it had been the last few days. The park where the beach is (Golden Gardens) was sunny, and I chucked the ball (with the chuckit) on the grass before we got to the beach and Cooper chased it, and then we got to the little trail through the Scotch Broom (aka gorse) to the beach…and we were in a different universe – some of the thickest fog I’ve ever seen, which got thicker while we were there. It was weird and beautiful. There was just the water, and blur. Blur south, blur north, blur west, and blur behind us, east, where the park still was, in the sun.
When we got back home (which is on a hilltop that overlooks Puget Sound) the fog was still there, just a strip over the middle part of the Sound. It was like a Thing – a long serpent stretched south to north over part of the water.
It was innaresting.
What an introging word.
I used to see that a lot when I used to live in Dartmouth, Nova Scotia and walk across the bridge a lot. There were days when it’d be sunny, but there would be this thick, solid-looking mass of fog running up along Halifax Harbour, sending tendrils snaking up along the land at either edge like a living thing.
Very evocative image, and from being in thick fog on that same bridge at 3 am or so when there’s no traffic to speak of and you can’t even see the other side of the bridge, it’s an utterly surreal experience.
You’re making me wanna come visit.
No pictures? 🙁
Nitpick: Scotch Broom and Gorse are two similar looking but different invasive species. The big difference is that Gorse is covered with nasty thorns, while Scotch Broom is not. I’ve not seen Gorse around the Puget Sound country, but it’s common further south.
Glad Cooper’s doing so well!
Oh and speaking of fog–I can’t even see across the street right now!
My very, very least favorite weather feature of inland Northern California is the winter Tule Fog…which can last for weeks at a time. Bone chilling, utterly dispiriting. I love oceanic fog, though. We have had a lot of fog this year, and it has even come well into Solano County many times this summer.
It was pea soup thick over Paine Field this morning. I’d estimate visibility was down to about 100 yards around here. Very eerie, but I love it.
I’m dreading the coming of winter and rain after such a great summer.
…is it May yet?
Where do you live? Antonio Bay? 😉
Sorry, summer does not start around here until July 5! At least that’s how it used to be, now that the rainy season didn’t start at Labor Day I’m not sure of anything.
I’ve a suspicion I might know where you work…
Ohh, Scotch Broom isn’t Gorse. I wonder if I’ll manage to remember that.
Notgorse, notgorse, notgorse.
Perhaps “Gorse!” is an old Scottish curse for when you get stuck by the thorns!
Trebuchet:
Me and several thousand of my closest friends…. =P
@ 11 For the whin!
Oddly, I was just talking today to a client in Seattle and he mentioned that the weather had suddenly turned cold and foggy.
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anarresting experience. Why isn’t it Scotch Broom? After all, it’s not only gorse, it’s also furze and whin, and it does look very like broom, if a little more prickly.
If I lived in a place that had both fog and hills I would be trying to see the Brocken Spectre.
It’s foggy here in the winter and I am investigating my odds of being able to see the brocken spectre from a tall building.
I am happy to hear that Cooper is able to go to the beach again.
Never fear! There really is life after you-know-where! I retired two years ago.
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