Monday, November 17, 2014

And the Fog Rolls In

When we lived at mile 18 of East End Road it was fascinating how sometimes the fog would roll in off of Kachemak Bay, clear out into a sunny day and then roll in again. Down low nearer Homer the fog rarely rolls in, and never multiple times in a day.

Here is one of those foggy days up the road, with a faint rainbow. I love how the trees stand starkly in the mist. This was obviously before the Fire of 2010 that turned the spruce trees to sticks.


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