The exciting and odd experience of the day occurred this morning as I drove to work.

When I left the house and headed to west, I noticed the mountains were behind a low bank of fog.

I got on Wyoming and headed north, and got on Paseo and headed east to the freeway, and then got on I-25 south.

At about Jefferson, I saw a giant cloud sitting on the ground as I approached, and then I was in it.

Into the cloud…

And then at Montgomery, I was out of it and under a clear blue sky and the lamp of the sun.

Out of the cloud…

I continued toward downtown, and behold, at about Central, another cloud was lazing over the freeway. I entered it, and then exited I-25 on Lead, and drove west through the light fog.

Into the cloud…

In the cloud…

When I parked at work, cloud stuff hung in the sky, clinging to buildings, blocking out some sunlight to the south and west..

About a half an hour after I arrived, the fog over downtown lifted, and I went onto the parking structure at Second Street to try and get a picture of the clouds resting by the mountains. They were still there.

The sky was otherwise a lovely clear blue above the low blanket of clouds slipping across the city.

It was a strange morning, indeed.

And- of course- on this day, I left my camera home. At least there’s the phone.