The air was so thick with moisture that it condensed on everything, even this tiny feather.
In the distance we saw what appeared to be a flock of sheep.
But they turned out to be Great Pyrenees dogs out for a walk. Nancy quickly made friends.
Before leaving, we stopped to admire a sand sculpture.
I didn't miss the sun because Nancy is sunshine personified.
3 comments:
A gifted photographer! I looked at that sand too, and I didn't see a flower, til you took the picture!
Shirley,
Nancy must have been a real tonic for you...akin to brewer's yeast. When given fog, make bean soup.
The photos are beautiful. Linda
Linda, you are right -- she was a tonic. This morning the fog finally lifted and things are drying out. I'm going to Nate's, three miles up the road, for a catfish dinner to celebrate. It was near Nate's that the orca whale beached itself a couple of days ago, so I'll get the gossip about that unusual event. I, myself, saw a dead dolphin on the beach recently. It had a LOT of teeth.
I hear you have more snow. Sorry.
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