Aren’t weather descriptions fun?

There are many I’ve heard and often used. “Raining cats and dogs”, “the calm before the storm”, “hotter than the hubs of hell”, “freezing my butt off”, “howling wind”, “it’s a skating rink” (to describe an icy highway), and “pea soup fog” are a few.

In researching “pea soup fog” this morning, I discovered that this was originally a description for thick yellow smog in London England in the early 1950’s. I’m not sure about in the USA, but in my region of Canada, we’ve adopted this term to describe heavy fog with very limited visibility.

Fog is common in the mornings here in the Rio Grande Valley. Yesterday morning, before I headed out for my walk, I checked the weather report as I always do, so I know how to dress. The fog warning said the visibility was less than a quarter mile. When I got outdoors, I’d say the visibility in our park was less than two blocks.

The good news is that these foggy mornings mean the cold and rainy weather is finally moving out as a warm front moves in. I feel an afternoon at the pool coming on, where we’ll no doubt say, “it’s like an oven out here”.

Photo Note: As many of my followers know, I like rendering fog photos in black and white. For my feature photo, I did a little cropping to better apply the rule of thirds, then took it into Snapseed where I applied a light contrast, and then converted to black and white.

“October extinguished itself in a rush of howling winds and driving rain and November arrived, cold as frozen iron, with hard frosts every morning and icy drafts that bit at exposed hands and faces.”

J. K. Rowling