Finding Beauty in the Fog

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Since my arrival in the Trinity Bight area in Newfoundland last week I have been mostly cocooned in a soft, downy fog. A reminder that I am on an island, far out to sea.

Along the shore, and at the edges of the headlands, whales heard, but not seen. On long walks, wildflowers and alpine berries in bloom – bright pops of color in the landscape. A fleeting beauty, swallowed by gray mist as soon as I walk past.

But today it is sunny and bright blue, the sea sparkling and shimmering, whales swimming and feeding along the shore, eagles flying overhead. Magical. Time to get outside.

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