You’d better not live in the Pacific Northwest in the winter if you don’t like walking in the fog. Sure, it may be a little cold, but that’s why we buy hats, gloves and down jackets. On a recent walk, we stopped and picked up Mira who was on Christmas vacation.

While I have to admit that I’m not fond of birding with shotguns blasting in the distance, particularly when it’s hard to tell how far away they really are,

I won’t cede the wetlands to hunters, particularly since humans are not the only hunters stalking the wetlands.

As Mira revealed in these two photographs, sometimes fog adds beauty to the ordinary,

particularly where sky and land meet.

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