A bit of retro blogging as I haven’t been sharing some of the random pictures that I’ve taken over the last few months.

One thing that’s cool about Ireland is that in Autumn and early spring, we get lots of foggy days. One particularly bad day of fog was November 26, 2014. In the morning, the fog was pretty bad, but as the day went on, it got worse and worse.

Arriving to work, you could really see the intensity – because you couldn’t see the steps to the bottom of the hill, nor could you see much beyond the parking lot.

By the dark of evening – the fog was so intense that I couldn’t even see past the end of the driveway – and it blurred the houses across the street. That means that visibility was down to about 50 feet or so. I decided to stay in and light a fire, and work on crocheting – after all – who wants to be out in the “fog” that horror stories are written about?