On Saturday after the big parade we went to see if any antiques shops were open in Dorset. As we approached Long Lake we encountered a dense bank of fog.
We found one of our favorite antiques shops open. I bought some old photos and Far Guy bought an old soda fountain dispenser..not sure why..
On the way back the heavy fog had dissipated..but there was still some out on the lake.
It is called advection fog and it is caused by the horizontal movement of warm moist air over a cold surface.
This pair of Canada Geese were on and off the ice. It looks a bit spooky.
Sometime or another I read a book or saw a movie perhaps it was called “The Fog” where people drove into the fog and disappeared. I am not a fan of scary movies. I still have not been able to make it through “The Shining” darn Jack Nicholson anyway. Talking about nightmares..
Is anyone else out there having dreams about Alzheimer's? I am stuck in dreamland not being able to remember where I live or something simple that I should know..like my name. They are becoming very troublesome dreams. Even worse than my looking for a clean bathroom dreams. At least I can understand those.
In my dreams Far Guy knows where we live and he won’t tell me and that is starting to irritate me just a little… a couple more nights of him not answering me..might result in me being more cranky than normal:)