Saturday, May 14, 2016

Foggy, Foggy Night

Call me eccentric, but one of the great pleasures I take from working the night shift is Scooby-Dooing all over a site that I know (and love) every square inch of (even the stinging nettle patches). Tonight, the site has been uncommonly beautiful, as one of our characteristic fogs has settled over the area, softening the light, and even the sodium lights of the parking lot take on a faerie aspect:




Using a flashlight doesn't help one navigate the site much, because the beam manifests as a luminous cone which hides more than it reveals:




Everything takes on an indistinct cast- well known trees become amorphous blobs, the streetlights become radiant luminaria ringed by golden halos. There's a downside to all of this beauty, though, the humidity is so damn bad, I feel grubby as hell, and even I'm having a bad hair night,

6 comments:

bbkf said...

i totally love the scooby doo reference...also just wanted to check in and say hey :)

mikey said...

You should write up a proposal the company buy a couple sets of night vision goggles. Solves all the problems...

ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...

I was driving from W.V. to Ashburn Va. the other night. Was going over a high hill (I don't know if there are any actual "mountains" that close to Leesburg), and shazam: in a cloud going 55 miles per hour.

Not so comfortable, on the whole.
~

M. Bouffant said...

Was going to link this number anyway, & it's esp. apropos after Thundarr's contribution.

Mikey's right; perhaps a minor slip & fall to put the fear of big insurance troubles in the bosses.

Not much fog here. I miss it.

Big Bad Bald Bastard said...

i totally love the scooby doo reference...also just wanted to check in and say hey :)

It's always a pleasure to have you stop by, how's the fam?

You should write up a proposal the company buy a couple sets of night vision goggles. Solves all the problems...

We can't even get the sagging acoustic tiles in the ceiling of the gift shop replaced. Actually, I love navigating in the dark, and puzzling through the shadows.

I was driving from W.V. to Ashburn Va. the other night. Was going over a high hill (I don't know if there are any actual "mountains" that close to Leesburg), and shazam: in a cloud going 55 miles per hour.

The fog does get really dense in that part of the world- I've had some harrowing drives down 81 to get to 15... really scary.

Mikey's right; perhaps a minor slip & fall to put the fear of big insurance troubles in the bosses.

No thanks... I really don't need a couple of guys sitting in a van outside my house, and I really really don't need to get hurt.

M. Bouffant said...

Minor, I said. (I assume you know how to fall, from your martial arts deal.)