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Sea Fog

Sea fog rolled through the neighbor hood Sunday night...so dense and so moist.
Is it a cloud or a sponge?  At first I thought it was rain sweeping in when I looked out the door, but the couple walking by were not being drenched at all.  I could taste the salt in the air.  The light from the street light was refracted in the most eerie way and, later,  I saw the same glow over the city to the west.

That kind of light could inspire a painting.  Oh, it did. 


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  1. AnonymousFebruary 25, 2014 at 9:37 AM

    Beautiful painting.

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  2. AnnFebruary 25, 2014 at 10:54 AM

    I can almost smell the salt air from here! Lovely writing.
    Ann

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  3. Linda ReederFebruary 25, 2014 at 11:02 AM

    For some reason I just happened to glance over at your profile and saw these words:
    "little things that bring me joy and contentment". Like this!

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  4. UnknownFebruary 25, 2014 at 11:21 AM

    That really is a beautiful painting. Must add your description of the fog immediately brought to mind the book The Mist -- by Stephen King. Glad you're safe!

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  5. MuffieFebruary 25, 2014 at 11:37 AM

    Sounds eerily beautiful, or beautifully eerie! I love watching fog move over the land.

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  6. Granny AnnieFebruary 25, 2014 at 12:30 PM

    There is nothing that fascinates me more that fog. I know it hides something.

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  7. Arkansas PattiFebruary 25, 2014 at 12:55 PM

    It did sound a bit sinister at first. I love a fog, it softens the world taking away the rough edges..
    Lovely painting.

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  8. TaborFebruary 25, 2014 at 3:52 PM

    I miss seeing such sea fog...maybe as the months go by we will get some.

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  9. Jenn JilksFebruary 25, 2014 at 8:10 PM

    I'm ready for fog. It means spring melt is coming! Still knee-deep in snow.
    (ツ) from Cottage Country Ontario , ON, Canada!

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  10. BarbFebruary 25, 2014 at 10:16 PM

    A poem about mist - I see it through your eyes.

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  11. KayFebruary 26, 2014 at 12:11 PM

    That's a lovely painting. I do love fog. There's such mystery in it.

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