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.
"A grandma is just an antique little girl"...unknown