Fog

Walking this foggy morning is a different experience. The harbour is still, shorebirds are
clustered together and no waves lap the beach. I see no one else this morning on my walk
yet it is an enjoyable feeling to stroll in a slightly out of focus and muffled world. Even the
gulls are muted. The fog isolates us in silence. Out of the gloom comes a chirping birdcall.
A cheerful sparrow is busily about his business of hunting for breakfast.
Brightened, I return for mine.