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The fog was hugging the ground but you could see the stars, This reminded me of the winter time water buffalo dung smoke hugging the ground in New Delhi. The chokidahrs (sp?), guards who were supposedly protecting our residences would huddle in groups around little electric hotplates with exposed heating coils and pile " fragrant chips" to add to the heat (and the gagging and eye burning stench). They wore old long woolen coats possibly of WWII military issue. You couldn't see the street lights because of the cloud enveloping the first 20 to 25 feet above the ground but you could look up and see the stars. With all of them facing the little hotplate they'd never have seen any threats to our safety. At least we could breathe this New Mexico fog.
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