My part of Arizona has had some odd weather this week.
This morning it's overcast once again but without the fog which shrouded us earlier.
For example this view of Glassford Hill, our iconic and extinct (hopefully) volcano.
Trust me, it's there, hidden by that low-hanging cloud.
Then a day later, I believe, these were the (non)-views in my neighborhood.
Kind of makes me want to re-write the lyrics to that old song, "San Francisco, open your golden gates, send all that fog right down to me."
Well, I love fog so it was okay with me.
I read a lot of Sherlock Holmes stories when I was a kid and it brings back (fictional) memories of dark doings afoot on the moors.
Those clouds do have a bright side though.
They make beautiful sunsets.
Now just to leave you with a chuckle, take a look at this meme the BRD sent me this morning.
