This morning when I got up, 5:45 a.m., it was extremely fogging outside. But not just any kind of fog. It was more like “gossamer wings” were on the tree branches and rising up from the lake! It was beautiful. The fog just kinda hung over the water but the tail end of each bit of the wings was almost touching the water. There were spots where I couldn’t see anything; the back gate; the fences; the bushes.
It reminded me of another time that the fog was pretty dense around the ranch and Ashton, our granddaughter, was here. She was about 5 or 6 years old at the time. We all jumped in “Ole Blue” and took off for the North East Pasture. The Colonel would drive and then yell, help, I can’t see…where is the fence…and Ashton would scream. He, of course, always did stop in time. Then we would take off again and again we would “almost” run into a tree or the pond or a gate or a cow, etc. etc.! We laughed so hard we cried. It was a good time. The trouble with kids is that they grow up too fast!!!
The fog lifted after a long while and the dew appeared as frost. I knew it wasn’t but it was glistening so much that it did look like frost from a distance. The Hummingbirds that are left didn’t make an appearance until around 9 a.m. today. I suppose they slept in their nice warm little nests. All in all, there are such fun, good, and sweet memories at the Red Oak Ranch.
