December Fog

As I strolled toward the parsonage after Portuguese class last night 1 I noticed an amazing glow around the street light on our corner. So I marched inside and grabbed my equipment to see if I could capture the scene in a photograph.

I love the many subtleties of this photograph. The glow of the street light dominates the frame, of course but it’s presence is also felt in an understated lens flare. The moisture on the few remaining leaves glistens in the faint light, joining the wet branches with a faint aura. The barren branches in the foreground provide a lovely silhouette, and the faint glow in the sky beyond gives everything an interesting cast.

It was unusually warm and wet the past two days, which encouraged the fog as a cold front moved in after dark. It’s probably a good metaphor for much of my life at the moment. I’m faced with many unusual circumstances, and the shifting climate of life is leaving me feeling as though I’m living in a perpetual fog. But, even so, there’s still beauty to be found.

Street light, glowing in the fog
Nikon D7000 with 18-105mm lens
ISO 160
ƒ 6.3
58mm
10 sec


  1. Central Baptist hosts a Brazilian congregation which is part of our family, this is one way we’re striving to become more integrated. 

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  1. Even though the fog surrounds us, there is always the light, the hope and assurance that our God holds us fast

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  2. I love fog in the autumn! We live in the lowlands just outside of Zürich (Switzerland), and our home sits on a hill overlooking the valley; I love watching the fog roll in. Sometimes we sit above the fog line, and sometimes we’re enveloped, but either way it seems to make the world more peaceful and hushed.

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