A red fog

The fog rolled in last night as our heatwave broke. Today was in the 60s – a little windy, but otherwise perfect.

I was busy with my stuff about an hour ago, around 11:38 p.m., when I got up to stretch and noticed that it was foggy outside. And red. I mean seriously red. Creepily red. It was 11:30 pm mind you, what could be causing it?

I took out my point and shoot and shot. No good. Dark image, not a hint of red, so I put the camera down and just looked for a while. Maybe some things, I thought, we’re better off experienced first hand. I was a bit peeved when my instant messenger binged, but I turned and went to the computer. I looked down and it was a co-worker/friend. We chatted for a while, which was nice, and then I told him that I needed to go, I needed to go out in the red fog.

As I put on my shoes I looked out the window. The red fog was gone. 11:48 p.m.  Just like that, the evening changed hue on me and the odd anomaly was over.

I’ve never seen an evening like this before, at least, not one that I remember. I’d like to think it’s portentous, but in a good way, and that tomorrow will bring a new perspective on things.

Maybe.