We met at the launch at six this morning for a before-work paddle in the fog. It's odd how foggy light at six a.m. is much the same as foggy light at mid-day. Maybe there's a little less light in the sky, but you'd hardly know it was first thing in the morning. We went past the schooner Grace Bailey, and headed out around Crotch and Sand Islands in very calm seas.
I like going past that bonsai tree on Sand; it seems to add to the dreamy quality the fog induces. We were back before eight, with plenty of time to get to work.