In a fog,

Sometimes the intended way is made virtually mandatory:

And, sometimes the intended way is strongly suggested.

But, often, the intended way remains befogged:

Above, you see the Brooklin Boat Yard pier at Center Harbor in yesterday’s fog, the crosswalk and parking area at Naskeag Harbor in Tuesday’s fog, and the Town Dock at Naskeag Harbor on Tuesday.

I’ll soon be taking a walk in the woods in this morning’s fog where there is no intended destination. (Images taken in Brooklin, Maine, on May 6 [Naskeag] and 7 [Center], 2025.)

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