The fog:
From one day to the next it turned from summer to winter when the haar rolled in off the sea. Although the sudden cold and damp has made me ache all over and I’m very tired, I still find it very beautiful. The transformation for clear blue skies to mysterious fog is one I will keep.
That looks lovely to me as the sun here is scorching my pale skin with its 99 degrees F and swallowing up any energy I migh’ve had to run, not walk, into my cool office.
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This makes me miss the fog. I think about it a lot during these hot summer days.
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