on a foggy day
This harbour has been my home forever. My memories of it glide between it being beautiful to somewhere I saw a plethora of rubbish pass me by as I was sailing slowly from one end to the other.
But, there was something uplifting about seeing this place once again shrouded in beauty. The rolling sea fog created quite the spectacle, becoming a thing of wonder. The fog rolled in, but the sky was a luminescent blue - the sun shining like it was on holiday.
Moments of grey appeared, dazzling water as the fog rolled over. Ripples becoming the focus, fog the background.
Surreal how the fog encases the harbour and our homes until then, it disappears.