Over at the Addicted to Purple blog, Rochelle has challenged us to write a story of ±100 words based on this photograph.
The Big Picture
Word Count: 100
I stood at the sink in my Grandfather’s house and stared at the thin layer of fog in the faraway field. The first rays of the sun were beginning to fill the sky and light the edge of the ethereal mist.
“You can stand here and see God’s country!” He scared the bejesus out of me with that proclamation one quiet morning such as this.
Sagittarians, both, we were born to wander. His path led to a steel mill and mine to a steel bridge.
I look for him in the mist.
“Good morning. I’m in God’s country at last.”
Click on the blue frog to read more stories from other participants in this challenge.
Here is some interesting information about fog along the California coast.