The clouds remain. When I swung by the harbor yesterday, a group of lobstermen had parked their pickup trucks in the lot facing the water. They stood outside in the mist, sipping coffee and watching as sea foam from the rushing tide piled around their quiet vessels
—not a good day for their livelihood, but the lingering weather system provided a photo opportunity for me.
This week, I am grateful to
Missing Moments, who reminded me; when it doesn't impact your living, fog is beautiful.
Wishing you all a wonderful weekend.