We awoke yesterday shrouded within dense fog. And then, one of those small winter dramas was restaged by the weather gods. The sun, trying to reclaim its domain, began to probe the fog’s weaknesses. As shown here, bands of light appeared in the clouds, mirrored by glistening streaks on the sea, all on our sliverized stage.


It took the sun all morning to repulse the invader, but, by the early afternoon, a bright blue sky with scattered white clouds met a darker blue sea with a rolling incoming tide, and golden sunlight gilded the fields. Bravo! (Brooklin, Maine)