It’s no wonder the fog horn has been going off every 30 seconds for the last 48 hours, we can barely see out the windows! The noise annoyed me when we first moved up, before I realized what it was. I could hear it going off through the night like a muted and occasional dying car alarm. Once I figured out what it was, it no longer bothered me… and I find it quite cozy. Also limiting our visibility is the lush green that is filling out every where from all the moisture. Not that I mind. It’s quite cozy in the studio. (And I’ll need to spend as much time as I can in there today to clean up the mess I made yesterday, trying to clear out old fabrics and materials I doubt if I will ever use).
And with my new rain boats, I’m all set for a misty walk down to the fish market today.