One very early, foggy morning, this was the view that greeted me upon waking. This little boat was anchored in the small harbor in front of my house.
I love it when the fog rolls in. The thicker, the better. The driveway circles around the back of my house, and I have a tiered rock garden beyond the driveway that is the same length as the house is wide.
When my yard is blanketed in fog and I can't see beyond the perimeter of the property,
it gives me the feeling of being in the bottom of a bowl.
Somehow, it makes me feel safe.
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