My daughter-in-law moved to Phoenix with her family when she was fifteen years old. She is a teacher and when she and my son moved from Phoenix to Fort Wayne (when their children were toddlers and they wanted them to be able to play outside in the summertime) she got a teaching position with one of the local high schools. She was absolutely delighted to discover, during that first autumn, that occasionally the schools had fog delays. She hadn't really experienced fog since she was 15. Tonight I was reminded of this when the weather person said that there is likely to be heavy fog tomorrow morning. Thankfully I don't need to be out until noon. I do find it fascinating to watch the fog from my balcony. Sometimes it's so close that I can't see the trees across the river that runs beside my building, and sometimes it looks like a beautiful Japanese painting. And it lifts so slowly. About mid-morning I can look down and see that the fog is much lighter at street level. As I've said many times I'm easily entertained.
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