I looked out the window this morning at 7:00 am and I could not see the river. I live about 150 feet from it, there is a street and a park between me and the Mississippi River. The fog was heavy and you could see it starting to lift. It was like a heavy smoke creeping up from the water. A little latter I walked Sissy through the park on my way to open the Antique Mall, I could not see them, but I could hear American Bald Eagles talking as they managed there way through the fog. It was a sound I hear often, living on the river, especially this time of year. It is kinda surreal, almost movie like. There sounds are loud and very mysterious. I am lucky to live here on the river among these creatures. To see them sore is amazing and to hear them speak is magical. I wish I had a way to record them.The river was like a poem today. I enjoyed it very much!
Hope you enjoy the pictures, I am afraid the fog does not show as much as I'd like it to. It is one thing that is hard to take a picture of. Hope you all are having a great winter day. I know the sun is shining some where. Come anytime for a tour. I'll leave the lights on and Sissy dog will be more than glad to walk with ya through the park.