Foggy Morning

It was a beautiful foggy day - perfect for a hike at Jack Point.

There's something lovely about being out in the fog. The world takes on a new perspective - all edges are softened, light filters through gently and disperses.

I've been to Jack Point many times but this morning was different - not just because of the shrouding mist. The ferries aren't running and I suddenly became aware of the absolute quiet. I had never even questioned the background white noise that the terminal produces. Always there are semis running their engines and usually a ferry at the dock also humming away. The car traffic is no more. All is quiet - just the odd foghorn howling mournfully out in the bay.

And so I heard the birds singing and the gentle lap of water at low tide.

It was a good walk. Full of peace.