Sometimes the fog lightly drifts in over the marsh, swirls away then drifts in again, and finally is burnt off by the sun, or sometimes it lays over the land like a heavy rain dampened, grey wool blanket.
On stormy days the waters of Useless Bay are whipped into a fury by the wind, driftwood and other treasures are piled on the beach for eager beach walkers to find after the storm abates.
This never ending beauty is a beautiful start or finish to my day.
We do live in God's country here, don't we?
Yes Phyllis, we sure do.
Keewee, that looks like a post card picture.
Autumn is splashing it's wonderful colours of red gold & rust over every single tree here as well!!!
What a wonderful way to start your day with a view such as that. :-)
You are so lucky...it's just beautiful.
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