Treasure Box Wednesday: The Land of Snow and Fog

Sometimes Mother Nature tosses you a curveball. And boy, does she have one wicked arm!

I mean, let's just take a look at last Friday, shall we? Last Friday, I left my home in the morning to a thick gray mist...


A very thick mist...


I mean a very, very thick mist... Like, where'd the downtown skyscrapers of Pittsburgh go? They were there yesterday, weren't they? I was so sure of it.


The whole ride, it was like Hollywood fog. A horror movie fog. The kind of fog Adrienne Barbeau would be packing her bags because of. And that some other director would be trying to recreate for a mediocre remake.

This fog was not creeping in on any little cat feet, either, no sir! It had big honkin' boots on and it planned to stay a while...


For instance, you should be able to see a river or three off there.

But as morning passed, the fog gave way to sun. And a lovely sunny day. And spring temperatures. And a warm weekend that was perfect for errands. And the wind was balmy... and deceptive.

Deceptive enough to trick the azaleas to pop their buds. And the cherry trees to get all dressed up in pink or white.

Or white...

And so this was this morning. April. Snow on the car, snow on the daffodils. Snow on the azaleas...


Can't you just hear them weeping a bit? The poor dears!

Here, the snow drifts into the backyard. You can see the flurries glinting in the light, captured... frozen in time before it froze my plants...


But then, it was gone. It snowed steadily today, and yet... the moment passed. But the azaleas are still asking for a light sweater.


And the cherry tree has decided to pretend that nothing odd ever happened...

Such is Spring!

• If you missed Sunday's post, "Looking at the Sunny Side of Life" with a vintage promotional booklet, click here.

Otherwise, bundle up! (Or wear shorts. We'll see what happens next.)

Treasure Box Wednesday: The Fog Crept in on Little Cat Feet

Just a little bit of hometown photography for you in the Treasure Box this week. These shots were taken on one fascinatingly foggy morning here in Pittsburgh.

The time? Around 7:30 a.m. The place? On the rooftop of the office building where I work. And while yes, indeed, there was work to be done, there are days it simply has to wait a few precious moments while the mesmerizing beauty of nature gives a twirl on the stage.


You're looking here from Pittsburgh's South Side to the downtown city... or what hasn't fully vanished into the fog.

This is one of Pittsburgh's many bridges, peering through pinkish clouds. A blue sky behind teases of the sunny day we were about to have...


Yet a 180 turn, and the South Side Slopes have vanished under a gray layer of mist...


And above small business rooftop, church spires silhouette against the awakening day...


On a morning like this, you feel sure the sky goes on forever...


And every second or two brings a slight change in the light, the color, and the cloud...


Thanks for sharing this little moment with me here among sky and cloud today!

• If you're curious what Listerine was recommended for other than as mouthwash, or you want to know which gum offered "he-man fun," click here for Sunday's post.

If not, may your skies this week be sunny ones.