One day as I drove home from work this week I was amazed at how the views changed every several hundred feet. Our island is only about 12 miles long - and I live at the opposite end from where I work. The photos on this page were all taken on the same day. I found the fog entrancing and could easily have watched it until it grew too dark to see!
|Photograph - fog flowing over the fields|
|Photograph: Fog flowing over the lake and white swans|