It was that misty gold when you just happen to catch a ray of sunrise coming through the ground fog, or in this case more likely through residual harvest haze as the grain harvest is in progress east of us. This morning I woke and opened my eyes into it, gazed for a moment, smiled, and went back to sleep. It's gone now, of course, as the sun is well up, but that moment of softly glowing gold is mine always.
One time, driving east into the most powerful sunrise I can remember, the road dipped down into a little foggy valley just as the sun hit it. Suddenly I couldn't see beyond the interior of my vehicle, but I was not looking at anything inside right then. It was the golden glow surrounding me that had all of my attention. As though the rest of the world had disappeared, all I could see was the softly glowing gold mist. I wanted to stop right there and stay forever.
I don't know how or why it happens, the diffusion of sunrise through fog or haze that creates the phenomenon, but it's downright beautiful.
Heh. I've been accused of being lost in a fog at times. I tell you: if I ever DO have to be lost in a fog I surely hope it's one like that. It's MUCH nicer than the ones that turn the world around you a cold impenetrable white just when you're trying to get somewhere in a hurry.
They say, and I believe it, that some of us in our older years go back. If it should happen to me I hope I go back into that golden gift, and stay there.
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