This morning, we woke up to very unusual weather. I guess I should clarify the statement and add that the weather occurrence was unusual for the Arizona desert. We woke up to heavy fog. Not just regular light fog, but heavy fog.
You may be saying at this point….what is the big deal??? Well you see, we rarely get fog in our dry desert climate.
Now even though I have lived in the desert for almost 25 years – I am no stranger to fog. You see, I grew up in Southern California which has many foggy days in areas near the coast.
I remember walking to school at times where I could not see the buildings a few yards away.
When I was in high school, my sister and I would get ready for the day and carefully curl our hair, only to have the curls fall out by the time we had walked to school. So, we came up with the idea of storing a spare curling iron in our PE locker and would get to school early so that we could repair the damage.
I look back at that now and I think of how I was a bit shallow at the time being so preoccupied with my appearance.
I would like to think of myself as above all of that nonsense – especially now that I am in my 40’s. And so this morning, I decided to venture outside to take a photo of my foggy back garden to post for you to show you how thick the fog was.
That was until I realized that if I went outside, my perfectly curled hair would suffer…..
I guess that I haven’t changed all that much since high school 😉
For those of you who were looking for a pretty, cool photo today – I don’t want you to be disappointed and so I leave you with the picture that I took earlier this week at sunset.
**As for the fog…..rare occurrences are okay – as long as I can find my spare curling iron 😉