If you were hoping to find a picture of sea glass on today's post, I do apologize. My beach glass mood has been hampered by fog. I haven't counted the number of pea soup days we've endured, but I would say May and June have had almost 40% of those days either beginning with or resulting in a covering of fog here in South Haven, Michigan. It doesn't always get mentioned on the news. Sometimes, the hazy shroud sneaks in with no warning. After a while, we who live here get used to the eery sight of the slow-moving presence as it swallows up the view of the lake, then the beach, then the harbor and the town. Three more blocks from there, the unstoppable menace continues pushing on through my yard. From my front window, I can actually see the progression of the heavy fog heading east down the main street towards Blue Star Highway. Then, as gradually as it came in, the giant land-cloud eventually leaves. The sunshine returns, and the beauty of the lake as it reflects the clear blue sky dissipates my gray mood, replacing it with joy.
