Fog

There’s nothing quite like a foggy morning. So much scope for the imagination, as Anne of Green Gables might say.

Growing up where I did, fog for me was something I knew more from books and movies than real life. It was associated with magic and “other” places. So encountering it as part of my ordinary adult life is almost as if a promise has been fulfilled—yes, there is wonder and beauty in the world, and one day you can find a place within it.

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  1. Anonymous · · Reply

    Always so mysterious, usually beautiful, sometimes creepy and scary. – Lady

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