Fog

   We've had some summer-type days here in San Francisco, where the temperature reached around seventy degrees, and the skies were pretty clear, on some days in the morning time, when the marine layer usually dominates. 

   Even though I've now lived here more than nine years, I still tend to forget that there are warmer clear days at all. My wife and I reside closer to the Pacific Ocean, in the north midwestern part of the city, we are more vulnerable to the chilling winds and moisture that it tends to help form. It still is odd for me to be out in the morning and witness clear, blue skies, when those don't usually appear until mid afternoon, if at all.

   So after a few clearer days where the temperature thirty miles east reached one hundred, the fog has returned to my neighborhood, and this morning it was dense and beautiful. The fog blankets the landscape with a blue-gray light that is thick and moist. When I am out in nature, I tend to prefer it to the light of brilliant sunshine.

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