A popular saying nowadays is that one has a foggy brain. No clarity.
That saying was derived from nature, as it must have inspired someone to adopt the dense qualities of fog, to a similar mental situation in the medical world. Mystery abounds, and I am also now suffering from the same dense mental condition. Some mornings when I awake my mind is a blank, and it's so bad that I don't even know what day it is. So now I look at every new day as a Friday :)
But by grace, it was only a foggy morning, as later on things gradually started to clear. Not totally mind you, as a sense of mist kept on hanging around. The very same thing happens to me, as ever so slowly I become corpus mentos, meaning that my mind slowly started to clear. But in the same sense some mist remains, and I have to be careful what I say if I can remember the topic. A real debilitating situation.
Some more foggy scenes below and I could feel the mystery in the views
As I said gradually the fog started changing into mist, and in the shot below is what it looked like at the ocean side.
Then in the afternoon, the mist remained and the mountains had a lovely blueish color.
And later in the day all things started to cloud over again. That round little dot in the shot below was the sun, and that was all of the sun that we could see until nightfall. No surprise sunset colors, as we had rain and the sky was covered in cloud.
A bit of humor if I may. Note that I don't ask for permission, as humor runs in my blood and it keeps me happy and alive. The secret to remain senile is to learn to laugh at the self, and I encounter so many persons that will never do it, as they think that it will hurt their pride. So, when I talk to myself at least, I know that I have someone that listens to me. That someone being me of course :) Does this make sense?
If I can get someone to smile, then my day is made, I don't know why but so many of us face many troubles and hardships in this life. Then we also have many that are bereaved, having a family member killed in our dire crime situation. We live in a very violent society, loaded with gangs and syndicates, and I wonder what the guy would say when they arrested him at the airport after they found 50 live scorpions in his luggage.
Such is life.
I hope you enjoyed the pictures and the story.
Photos by Zac Smith. All-Rights-Reserved.
Camera: Canon PowershotSX70HS Bridge camera.
Until next time, cheers!
