We took a walk through #fog blanketing Point Grey of #Vancouver. At first it was at treetop level, a thick wool rising up from Georgia Strait while sunset faded to black, up and over the point and blocking out the stars.
Then it settled, down through the evergreen branches, and distant lights became first indistinct, then fading to a vague directional glow, finally gone entirely.
A few fog horns, the never-ending bustle of shipping continues, audible but off stage.
