I drove from home to Rensselaer and then to Latham this morning around 11 and it was a beautiful and mysterious day. There was a deep fog laying in most places and, in places that were a little higher, there was a heavy rime frost coating everything that was still in the shadows.<\/p>\n
It was a strange looking view. The fog floated above the streams and flowed over the fields.<\/p>\n
When I drove home, most of the fog had lifted and there was bright disk in the sky, the sun trying to break through the solid clouds. As I looked south over the Hudson, the fog still lay in the valleys and lots of wispy clouds rode over the hills between me and the river.<\/p>\n
By the time I got to Schodack, things were clearer. The sky was still a dark blue-grey with lots of thick clouds. Made for interesting light on the hills. And then, a Van Gogh moment.<\/p>\n
Black Crow flies over
\nA golden December field
\nLate afternoon sun.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"Black Crow flies over \u2022
\nA golden December field \u2022
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