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.
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.
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.
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.