Monday, March 31, 2008

Of Fog & Perspective

It is overcast here today. Rainy, high of 42 with a nearly constant drizzle appearing out of a fog that seems rather at home, drifting along busy city streets.


It was like that this weekend, when I was served by a waiter named Jesus (employee number: 42) before returning to the cool morning air.


It's cold and wet — certainly not beach weather — but never once does it occur to me that it's awful.

And yet those were among the first words I heard this morning, working my way through a labyrinth of desks in search of my own.


It's so ugly out, they said. What an awful day.

And I have to admit — having spent yesterday with my glasses constantly coated in rainwater — that this weather has its cons.


But ugly? Or awful?


You're looking at it all wrong.

14 comments:

MelO said...

Well put. Thanks for the reminder!!

david said...

The fog and drizzle change everything. But it takes a keen observer to note that some of the changes are for the better. And after all - it is only water.

disgruntled world citizen said...

i dunno, a couple of the pics didn't load properly on this entry. well written as usual, though. thanks.

Woodrow said...

Perspective can make anything pretty I guess.

Meh said...

This is my favorite weather, second only to the gloom of fall.

I think it just frames the city in a romantic feel... Romantic like the period, not romantic mush.

ds said...

if only His number would have been 40 - so much closer. good pics otherwise. I really like fog. it makes outside my head like inside. the great equalizer. I think I would have lied and said His number was 40. truth can only hold you back here.

Anonymous said...

I love days like that. Probably because they are few and far between here. I love pictures with things disappearing into fog and clouds. Here it is mainly mountains. It was 13 this morning. Blech.

Well, if Jesus is employee 42, I guess he really is The Answer. Now we just need the question.
~BPP

thirdworstpoetinthegalaxy said...

DS- Why would I want to change the number, when "42" signifies the answer to the meaning of life, as per Douglas Adams?

That the waiter's name was Jesus — and his staff number was 42 — amused me beyond words.

ds said...

40 is much more Biblical.

XOXO said...

I can't believe Debbie Downer just saw the glass half full!

Stacy said...

And you are seeing it all right. I love fog and rainy days. Beautiful really.

M@ said...

I did a weather report, too!

thirdworstpoetinthegalaxy said...

Ah, right. 40 days and nights. I follow you now. But I'm still plenty content with 42, especially given the origins of my blogger id (an homage to the Hitchhiker's Guide).

Pamela said...

walking in a fog -- are we talking about weather?? :)