River fog

One recent morning, before this current rainy spell began, I saw fog in the river valley. Normally, the fog looks like a woolen blanket pulled over the river. Smooth. Uniform. This time it was like fluffy balls of cotton rolling along on the light breeze. You can get an idea from the photo.

The fog was being blown down river, from right to left in the photo.

It's been raining almost non-stop since before Friday. It feels as though it's been forty days and forty nights already. I'm glad we live at the top of a hill. Normal drainage ditches are running torrents. The pond out back is overflowing, rushing by our back gate, finding its way down to the stream bed to our north and out into the river. I'm certain the lowlands beside the river are flooded as well, but I'm not walking down there to see just yet.