While walking to the beach yesterday I noticed the fog rolling in. With the mournful song of the fog horn accompanying the mist I could hardly wait to get to the pier. What awaited me was a real treat for the senses. The fog seems to muffle the sounds, everything appears more quiet, almost likeContinue reading “When the Fog Rolls in…”
Join me for one of my morning walks! From perfect sky reflections, to a lone fisherman on the shore and aged sea glass. The day started out perfectly!