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red chairs and fog
I took this on Saturday. Yesterday we had smoke, not fog, from all the fires. When I went out to my car, there was a fine rain of ash. The smoke frightens me and I feel like a child again, in a car with the smell of my father’s cigarettes, unfiltered camels. I feel edgy all day.
I would rather have the fog.
fog and color
Another fog study from Saturday morning. Color disappears in the fog, even though those boats are not very far away….
early fog
We got up early to photograph the sunrise on Saturday. The fog is lying on the sound and rolling up over Marrowstone Island. The Cascades are visible over the fog. Port Townsend Bay is clear and the water calm.
into the fog
I am submitting this to yesterday’s Daily Prompt: educate.
You must be educated and know what you are doing to drive a tug into the fog towing a barge and yet be safe.
Blessings on all the people in the flooded parts of Texas and other states, who used their boats and education and skills to rescue so many people. Thank you.
study of parallels
For photrablogger’s Mundane Monday # 125, a study of parallels. The fog is rolling in after the sun rises, and the rowers come in.
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This is the last photograph in my series. I hope she is a neighbor I run into again soon! Great blue herons are so big, they need big trees to perch in, and we have them.
berry
For the Daily Prompt: priceless.
What is more miraculous and priceless then each year’s harvest?
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I am two blocks from home, walking in my neighborhood (7).
She perches in the top of one of the trees. I zoom in again. Look back at that first picture. She is in one of the tall trees behind the cars, right at the top.
She looks like a very interesting Christmas tree topper.
Blessings, beautiful great blue heron! I think of you along rivers and ponds and swamps, but what a privilege to see you flying to perch in a tree! In three trees! Three blocks from my home!
I feel blessed.
She is one of the many reasons I walk without earbuds and listen and watch for the birds.
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She lands again, in the top of a tree.
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