Fog on the River

[TIL #46] Ingredients for a morning

Mar 06, 2025

Folks,

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As far as i can recall, i’ve always held the belief that if life ever put you in a situation where you had to build a town, you would need a river to place it by. Now, this is clearly a case of very low probability, and it may be a pointless notion...

Today’s post presents a few images from recent morning flâneries by the river Tejo.

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Early morning walks by the riverside

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                     The fog’s games of hide and seek

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                                      The majestic glory of the rising sun

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Just some of the good things 
that can come before a pain au chocolat.

Black and white view of the Cais das Colunas in Lisbon, with fog over the river Tejo. — Cais das Colunas, Lisboa

Black and white views of fog over the riverside, Lisbon

A yellow boat moored in the docks in Lisbon, with a person running in the background, in a morning fog

‘I'm just there, floating, surrounded by an elemental force. Fog is a space and a sensation - somewhere to be, something to touch but never to hold. Its unpredictable momentariness means that every foggy instant is precious - an offering of sorts. I can't step out of the fog and come back to it later: it won't be there. There is only now, the present. Fog is meditation: a clearing of the mind, a condensing of the experience of the moment. In the fog is nothing but the rhythm of the breath and the counsel of the senses. To be in the fog is to surrender. This is where I am most myself - my true self, my fog-self, is who I find there.’
(Laura Pashby, in her book Chasing Fog)

Rays of neon light frame a passer-by on the morning foggy riverside, Lisbon

Red cranes of the harbour and the 25 de Abril bridge are seen in the distance, through heavy morning fog

a crane at Lisbon's docks is seen in the morning fog

Early morning runners and passers-by on the riverside in Lisbon, as the sun pierces the morning fog

The silhouette of a runner against the foggy horizon on Lisbon's riverside

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Fog on the River

[TIL #46] Ingredients for a morning

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