07 July, 2007

G'night, Jim-Bob



Here we all are, watching the fog roll in together.

A tout a l'heures...

2 comments:

Zhenne said...

Peaceful scene...puts me in mind of Carl Sandburg, "The fog comes on little cat feet. It sits looking over harbor and city on silent haunches and then moves on." Chicago Poems (1916) "Fog" ...

Ponygecko said...

Yes. This was just after Fiona died. My favorite days in the Bay Area are foggy days. Thanks, Zhenne. It was nice to see you today.