What happens when the temperature rises wildly into the 40s after days in the teens and with snow on the ground?
DREADED WINTER FOG …
It’s not like summer fog, which rises from the ground on hot, humid nights, and you feel there must be clear sky just 20 feet overhead. This is thick, relentless fog that envelopes the world. You strain your eyes trying to see through it. Driving, the cars ahead of you disappear into the void. Everything loses color and seems out of focus with no sharp edges. It almost hurts to look at the eerie gray brightness. Sounds are muffled. Movement slows.
It’s like being stuck in the middle of a Seurat. Outside, stepping back, you slowly make out the figures. But inside, close up, it’s all fuzzy dots.
The figures atop the Grand Army Plaza Arch are blobs in the distance. A curtain hangs on the bare tree branches. A handful of blurry lights confirms cars on Eastern Parkway, but they’re barely visible.
This fog lasts all day. Only after dark, when the last snow piles have melted, does it start to lift. As the song goes, I can see clearly now…
Ellen