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…”
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Fresh Eyes…
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!