Whether experienced outdoors or seen through a window, fog’s softening effect brings a sense of cosiness to Nova Scotia in springtime. Fog may be dense, accompanied by drizzle or thinning to a mist. It may arrive in the morning and dissipate by noon, or still be seen rolling down the street in wafts of whiteness at midday.
Foggy days with reduced visibility force us to look inward. When the path that lies ahead and the one that lies behind us are both blurred, it makes sense to rely on our intuition for direction.
It also helps to listen carefully. Fog consists of tiny water droplets, which allow sound to travel more quickly. If we would slow down and listen to what is being whispered to us in the fog, we’d gain better insight into the path before us.
The fog is rolling over the hill
Winding twining rock and rill.
Softer and kinder than the light
Takes what’s sharp and wraps it white.I will walk down by the foggy sea
Where the rocks are weeping silently.
That love that was once so bright and bold
Has turned itself to cold.And so I love a foggy night
I walk and walk to my heart’s delight.
The fog’s cool kiss upon my face
All sorrow will erase.The fog is rolling over the bay
It drifts my heart so far away.
Softer and kinder than the light
Takes what’s sharp and wraps it white.~ Rose Vaughan, Song of the Fog
