
Monday in the fog
Since I moved down the mountain two years ago, I’ve been playing hide and seek with the fog. π
Higher up I used to be above the fog, but here, closer to the ocean it’s 50/50.
At the river, the fog highlights the mystery of the old heritage shipyards.
The little fishing village strains to show its colours.
But somehow, the fog makes the inside so much cozier.
And inside, the colours stay vivid.
For the first time I get a peek into the restored boat building house…soon to function as a museum.
While the modern world stays quiet and still.
Sharing with Mary and all my mosaic friends. π
Shawn Stoen
Such a beautiful post! For many years I lived in North Delta and would frequently go down to the Fraser to walk along the river. There were no boardwalks – just broken boards, haphazard buildings.
Thank you for bringing those memories back.
Veronica
Hi Shawn. It’s beautiful there, isn’t it? Where are you now?
Christie
A foggy morning can provide such great photos. Your lead photo is spectacular. And I so enjoyed touring the fishing village through your other images.
Pondside
I don’t often get down to those parts when I’m on the mainland, but if there is an historic district with open buildings I’ll have to make a point of visiting.
Debra She Who Seeks
Charming!
Lucinda Granston
That tree line/ horizon shot is beautiful!
Veronica
Hi Lucinda, Thank you so much. I love that photo too. π
daryl
what a fun and fruitful foto-wise opportunity … love your adventures and how you share them
Veronica
Aw, thank you. π
Sara v
I’ve always been a huge fan of the fog, unless I have to drive in it–Love to walk in it, feel the mist on my face and my hair (eventhough I will look like a poodle after..) π
Veronica
Lol, me too! Poodle girls, that’s who we are. Thank god for blow driers and hair straighteners. π