Inbetween the Droplets.

I believe that I’ve been lucky to straddle two environments within my standard workday. The daily journey over the Golden Gate furnishes a lovely transference of urban lanes to wooded hills and back again, and all the while on days like these, the wispy tendrils of fog follow me to work and home again, creeping over the jagged gullies cut into mountainous terrain that crawls along the edge of the map.

The San Francisco fog is cooling and calming, mysterious and comforting all at the same time, and it makes me feel genuinely at ease. I love the way that sound carries down the waffle-like, gridded streets of the Sunset, and how remarkably insulating the blanketing condensation is, even at night. The chilly wind blows up and down the avenues from the Pacific Ocean and your footsteps echo off the rows of houses that line both sides of every street. The city, out here, is quiet at night, and I took advantage of this perfect quality of a recent fog-filled evening to take a walk with angledge after work. She couldn’t wait to throw her sneakers on, and off we clattered into the lush moisture of a mist-enshrouded Golden Gate Park.

The sights and shades and shapes were too amazing not to attempt to capture, and though nature and light were anything but cooperative that evening, this is what we were able to come up with:










The most striking sights to me were the ineffable shapes of the myriad foliage sprouting every-which-way, under constant duress from the mist. Canopy upon canopy, obscured by hedge and bush and stalk, were in turn masked by dusky waves of fog. We got lost more than once, and it struck us as purposeful that the park should have no street signs. It is a refuge from the rest of the City, and its designers had every intention of blotting out the harsh urban lines of encroaching civility. Our only companions were a battalion of snails marching off en force to some gastropod-related event. We gingerly stepped over them in awe and gentle respect and wound our way out of the overgrowth that both captivated and held us captive.

And all the while, angledge’s direction sense was far better than mine. I’m quite sure we’d be in Arkansas by now, were we left to my own devices.

11 Responses to “Inbetween the Droplets.”

  1. blu_matt Says:
    July 4th, 2005 at 3:04 am

    Ah, there's nothing like a garage forecourt to brighten the night. Well, that and distress flares.
    And I'm sure I've seen some scenes like that in E.T… You weren't collecting M&Ms from the ground were you?

  2. angledge Says:
    July 4th, 2005 at 9:24 am

    Phone … home …

  3. FunkyPlaid Says:
    July 4th, 2005 at 11:46 am

    *sticks out glowing finger*
    *sticks it in your nose and marvels at the transparency of your nostrils*

  4. sleepycinderell Says:
    July 4th, 2005 at 3:48 am

    They're beautiful.
    I wish I'd had a camera when I found sodium-lit night fog fit for a B movie horror flick rolling across South Clark Street and up towards Holyrod Park years ago. Or indeed, a film crew and some of Adele's contacts : )

  5. FunkyPlaid Says:
    July 4th, 2005 at 11:48 am

    I remember a couple of evenings over there where the Scottish fog had a very similar soupiness. Beware the zombies!

  6. avalokita Says:
    July 4th, 2005 at 5:55 am

    So the trip to San Fran is definitely happening. My ticket buyer is just hoping the prices will fall after this holiday weekend.

  7. FunkyPlaid Says:
    July 4th, 2005 at 11:50 am

    Wonderful! It will be lovely to finally meet you. Let me know the dates as they get closer and we'll create a barrage of guerrilla visitations in between fine food and binges of cheap alcohol.

  8. thistlelurid Says:
    July 4th, 2005 at 7:54 pm

    gorgeous imagery, both written and photographed!

  9. nite_secrets Says:
    July 5th, 2005 at 9:19 am

    Hey, it's Amanda~ Avalokita.
    This is my "secret" friends only journal.

  10. avalokita Says:
    July 7th, 2005 at 8:35 pm

    I recieved your game today! Thank you soooo much. I really can't thank you enough.

  11. FunkyPlaid Says:
    July 9th, 2005 at 1:10 am

    Glad you like it. I can't tell you how many customers tried to buy it as it sat behind the counter, awaiting shipment.
    Play away!

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