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Friday Photography: In The Fog

Last August, I woke to a thick blanket of fog just beginning to be lit by the rising sun. My camera was grabbed, and as I was dashing out to take some photos, Hims suggested we go to one of the lakes so I could get a few shots of the mist rising off the water. On our way out there, we passed the Museum of the US Air Force, where the field was shrouded and the planes on the other side of the buildings not even visible from the road. Perfect. (Note: Please click on the photos to open larger versions of them; they will look better that way!)

 

The closest of the line of planes. The large one with the black nose is the Hanoi Taxi.
The closest of the line of planes. The large one with the black nose is the Hanoi Taxi.

 

It was nearly silent that morning, and what little noise I could hear was muted, like the fog was muffling everything as it wrapped around me.

The treeline quite a few yards from the planes, fading in and out.
The tree line quite a few yards from the planes, fading in and out.

The fog began to lift a little, allowing me glimpses of a tree line in the distance, and every so often an oddly echoing honk of a goose could be heard.

2014 08 23 Geese in fog

Walking between these huge machines, I could look up and see birds waiting for the sun to appear and dry out their feathers. Some were on the tail of the famous Hanoi Taxi, and others rested on propellers that hadn’t moved in decades.

Birds on the tail of the Hanoi Taxi Starlifter.
Birds on the tail of the Hanoi Taxi Starlifter.

 

Birds on the propeller.
Birds on the propeller.

In the silence, voices from the past tickled my imagination, from a troop carrier from the late 1940s to a Vietnam-era Hercules transport (which had a bit of a creepy feel about it).

A Northrop Raider with a Lockheed Hercules behind.
A Northrop Raider with a Lockheed Hercules behind.

Even the drive home seemed surreal.

On the way home.
On the way home.

I guess I can find serenity is some of the oddest things, the quiet of a foggy morning among the ghosts of the past being one of them.

 

(In response to the Daily Post Photo Challenge – Serenity)

 

 

 

 

 

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Syd is a Midwestern girl who doesn’t think the term “girl” is sexist in the least – especially after she left her 20s. She holds a huge love for history (from WWI through the end of WWII, Victorian, Regency, and Elizabethan eras), some science fiction, and likes to pass the time reading, working with photography and needlework, and writing things. Lots of things. Syd likes to dance, too, but she looks like an utter goob doing so!

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