Even though I already know where the islands are out in my harbour, I still enjoy watching the heavy summer fog retreating to the furthest edge of the harbour, slowly revealing each island as it goes.
It reminds me of those black and white movies where people would walk into old houses, pulling at dust cloths revealing beautiful, ornate furniture underneath.
This past summer we’ve had some of the most wonderful misty mornings. The fog so heavy that the air didn’t clear until lunch time. It was so amazing to watch!
The fog would then clear to reveal the brightest of summer days. At which point I would head down to my Creative Cave to avoid the sun’s glare and the headache that would ensue. Life’s Yin and Yang.
‘Tis a beautiful sight to wake to mist across the harbour. The stillness of the water combined with wisps of mist floating through the many little islands is truly delightful.
When there’s mist on the harbour of a morning, it makes what was going to be a good day a truly great day!
With our house overlooking the harbour and set down the hill it’s easy to forget there are actually mountains in front of the house. When we go out onto our back deck with have the best of both worlds.