Even though the sun was coming out just up the hill at the house, the fog was hanging low and heavy over the water. Normally we can see the houses on the other side, but not this morning. I had an eerie drive across the bridge to meet up with the Dirty Girls Trail Running Group in Gig Harbor. By the time we finished our run the fog had finally burned off and we were blessed with yet another beautiful Pacific Northwest day.
Fox Island, Washington
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