I miss fog

I grew up in the foothills of Himalayas. One of the feature of winter in that part of India was fog. Every winter, there used to be at least a week when an envelope of dense fog wrapped our town. Being a winter child (mid-December on that one), I have always loved winters including fog, lantern-like sun and the chilled wind along with Gajar ka Halwa, garma-garm Mungfali, Aaloo ke Paranthe, Matar ke Parathe, Matar in every sabji, Gobhi ke Parathe and spinach in almost everything. Yes kids, believe it or not, once upon a time, we used to eat season-specific vegetables and fruits.

Ever since, I left my hometown 8 years ago, there have been very rare occasions of encountering fog, even though I now live in San Francisco Bay Area. The problem is that most of the fog remains in the city (San Francisco) and never crosses over to the Farm (Stanford). So today morning when I stepped outside to go to work (yes, on a Saturday), I was pleasantly surprised to see the fog though not too dense. Luckily, I had my digi-cam with me, so I went for a photo shoot around the campus, instead of working, I should add.

Anyhoo, here are the two  shots from today morning’s venture. It now feels like Makar Sankranti and Lohri! So Happy Sankranti, Happy Lohri and Happy Pongal to everyone. Or, to be more politically correct and concise: Happy Harvest Season, Everyone!

  

P.S.: The strangest thing about today was that the number of runners and walkers out today was way more than a normal Saturday morning. The number of tourist, however, were far less. I expected the opposite when I went around as this is a long weekend. Monday is Martin Luther King day.