Home Sweet Northstate

The strangest thing I’ve noticed about the weather over the last couple of years is there hasn’t been much fog. As a child growing up in rice country, I hated the fog. It would move in like some sort of thing about late October, hugging our house, clogging up the roads, covering fields and orchards like cotton batting. Grown-ups didn’t like driving in it and we kids didn’t like tramping around in it – it gave us a feeling of loss and despair, and we’d hightail it to the house when the school bus dropped us off at the end of our driveway and disappeared into it.

Now I’m glad to see it, it tells us the ground is getting a good soaking.  I’ve watched a thin mist move in around my house in Chico the last few mornings, but when my family took a trip out Highway 70 recently, we saw the real stuff.

Heading south out of O-ville yesterday we hit the fog. It's weird to watch cars roll out of it, like they just appear out of nothing.

Heading south out of O-ville yesterday we hit the fog. It just started to eat the orchard and cars ahead of us, like a big monster.

 

It was weird, driving into it, like a solid block of fluff. As a child living out in rice country, it was depressing sitting in the house watching it take over the fields and roads around the house. It was eerie to walk out into it, cross my grandparents big driveway and wander into the walnut orchard, and turn to see the house had disappeared!

 

The fog  even ate the sun.

The fog even ate the sun.

But as we drove along, passing near the Feather River and up and down out of little hollows, the fog broke into patches, and sometimes the sun would come burning through.

Here it comes, wait...

Here it comes, wait…

Blues skies ahead!

Blues skies ahead!

Ooooo! Pretty! The rice fields at Loma Rica were sunny, we saw a lot of geese, swans, mud hens, cranes, a blue heron and a big fat kingfisher.

Ooooo! Pretty! The rice fields at Loma Rica were sunny, we saw a lot of geese, swans, mud hens, cranes, a blue heron and a big fat kingfisher.  But look, along the fringes, The Fog is still hanging.

Look, there it comes again.

Look, there it comes again.

It looks like a big fire but it's another fog bank.

It looks like a big fire but it’s another fog bank.

It's like a living thing.

It’s like a living thing.

Welcome Back!

Welcome Back!

Still beautiful.

Still beautiful, even in a cover of mist.

And as suddenly as it appeared...

And as suddenly as it appeared…

Driving up out of the rice country, we find the foothills bathed in beautiful sunshine. This sign has greeted me for over 10 years, I always look forward to seeing it, thanks kind stranger.

Driving up out of the rice country, we find the foothills bathed in beautiful sunshine. This sign has greeted me for over 10 years, I always look forward to seeing it, thanks kind stranger.

Here's Hwy 20 about an hour later, above Nevada City/Grass Valley.  They've had a lot of rain, but more snow is supposed to move in tonight.

Here’s Hwy 20 about an hour later, above Nevada City/Grass Valley. They’ve had a lot of rain, but more snow is supposed to move in tonight.

It’s nice to get out on the road, but we’ve been doing a lot of travelling lately and I’m glad to get home.

I took this picture through the windshield, into the setting sun. But if you look hard to the middle left, you will see the Sutter Buttes - Home Sweet Northstate.

I took this picture through the windshield, into the setting sun. But if you look hard to the middle left, you will see the Sutter Buttes – Home Sweet Northstate.

 

 

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