LOST IN THE FOG IN WEST WALNUT MANOR
Thursday was a most unusual day in West Walnut Manor. It started with a January thaw … progressed to a seemingly endless rainfall … and ended up being wrapped up in a somewhat rural interpretation of a London or San Francisco. I’ve seen both, and trust me … the local version wasn’t going to inspire anyone to pen memorable songs about it.
Personally, I’ve always enjoyed walk in the fog. It is the ideal weather medium for transporting yourself from dull, drab city streets to exotic adventures in imaginary locales. So naturally, Mlle. Renee had to take advantage of the fog for a fantastic walk around the Manor. I was Sherlock Holmes, she was my Dogter Watson.
Sometimes it felt like we were going to walk off the edge of the earth … or at least the moors in our search of some phantom hound.
In case you’re wondering, it was just 3:00 pm. when the fog began cloaking the area. Renee ready didn’t care, because going for a walk is her favorite afternoon activity.
Posted on January 12, 2013, in MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING! and tagged fantasy world, foggy afternoon, Mlle. Renee, walk time, West Walnut Manor. Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.
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Ugh. I wouldn’t like to be driving in that. But it does offer up some serious atmosphere for a walk with the dog.
I like walking in the fog, as long as I can see where I’m going.
And as long as there are no Jack the Rippers about!
Shucks, I was hoping for Jack The Stripper to walk out of the mist.