One of the advantages of having an apartment on the hillside overlooking the city is that you get to experience mornings like this one.
With the sun just coming up and only the tips of the buildings peeking out of the fog, it makes for an incredible site. Only a short 30 minutes later, it was all gone. If you didn't wake up early enough or lived in a different place, it is like the moment never existed . . except on my camera and on this blog.
Enjoy!
This morning, Cleveland was embanked in fog. It is probably the worst I have ever experienced. It gave my neighborhood a very odd, weary feeling. The strange trees and slightly titled angle from just holding up the phone while I was driving makes everything feel off kilter . . . even a little bit spooky.
It almost seems like this photograph is something out of a 1950s archive from the neighborhood. It is like some of the pictures in the history archives that reflects it immigrant, mill worker past.
Tremont always has a bit of a throwback feeling to it, but with the fog masking anything that seemed modern day and the sun only a gleeming spot in the sky and not a visible mass, it made me stop my car, get out my phone and snap these pictures.
