The most fantastic heavy blanket of fog still lingers over the landscape. It’s been over a week and counting.
I cannot tell you how happy I am with the weather.
Everything is lush, green grass everywhere, flowers are blooming and some trees are sprouting buds!
It’s like nature missed the memo and are preparing for spring.
So almost every afternoon I head out for a walk keeping my promise to re-discover my own backyard.
It’s quite fantastic to just throw on a wool cardigan over a T-shirt before heading out, and it’s the end of November!
In true fashion terms I’m naming fog the new sunshine;)
Yesterday was a particularly wet foggy day and the trees were dripping with small tears of joy.
The forest was celebrating with soft colors of the fall everywhere, interspersed every now and then with almost neon green moss and grass.
As a tribute to my beautiful grandmother who love the outdoors I sported her oversized wool cardigan handmade by an older woman 50 years ago in the mountain town of our log home.
A moist smell of moss, leaf’s, dirt and salt from the ocean blend and fills the lungs with delight.
And as I got deeper into the forest and the cliffs where lands meets water, the sound of the waves is nature’s soundtrack, yet the ocean is hidden in the fog.
It was indeed magical.
When the world gets too noisy, I see harbor in nature where everything seems to be in harmony and my inside regains it’s balance.
Sometimes for minutes, on a bench in a botanical garden in say…Madrid or San Francisco or hours in my backyard.
After hours outside I’d worked up quite the appetite and was ready to head back home and make a hearty tomato, cardamom and rosemary soup. The kind that warms every inch of you right back up again and infuses the kitchen with just the right amount of garden.
It’s a quick soup to make, which is exactly how I like it after a walk outside.
If you hang on till tomorrow I’ll tell you how to make it too;)
Wishing you all a lovely start of a new week.
PS: Head on over here for some of Ann’s stunning fog photos.