A Foggy Day in Vashon Town{14}

upstairs view foggy day

View North: Chandelier crystals capture what little light prevails this foggy day.

Fog has been a needy companion this week, hugging our island with a fervent embrace reminiscent of a hapless guest who doesn’t understand personal space or overstaying one’s welcome. After a week, I must say the tides have turned and we’ve become reluctant friends. I call it the weather Stockholm Syndrome. As a prisoner to the fog, I must make nice and survive in close quarters with my captor.

fall color vashon island

View west: Crimson Glory grape vine takes center stage on an old, wonderfully artful madrona snag.

When the fog greeted me again this morning, I wanted to capture some of the beauty of its atmospheric airbrushing.  I took my trusty point-and-shoot and peered out  of my favorite upstair windows and framed the mood of a day slowed down.

foggy view guest room Vashon Island

The kind of guest-room view that makes it okay to stay in bed a little longer.

My second-story crows nest affords me some lovely views and quiet daydreams before I start my day. Hopefully they will do the same for you.

bigleaf maple vashon island

Looking east: Next to the bare summer table, the bigleaf maple readies itself for a long and well-deserved rest.

foggy woods Vashon island

To the south, the untamed forest keeps its distance.

bigleaf maple foggy day vashon

Downstairs, the back stoop is a fine spot to enjoy the day’s first cup of coffee and the season’s first call for a sweater.

And should you need a soundtrack for your foggy morning, it doesn’t get any better than Louis and Ella singing A Foggy Day in London Town. (Ella joins in at 2:00.)  Now, maybe just one more cup of coffee for me and it will lift of little of my fog.