Finding the Pleasure in Fog

The past week we were gifted daily with a wonderfully moody atmosphere of fog banks drifting in and out and through the island, bouncing back and forth off the shores of the continent. So much is hidden during these fog-ins, and much is left to the imagination. If only it was that easy to hide our life’s little hardships, and imagine them on the other side of the fog. On this late afternoon, sun setting in the west and during the ferry ride home from work, the fog clung closely to the coast, like a bold cloud settling in for the night. Hiding the mountains and hovering over the sea, this fog was somehow warming and friendly in the distance.