at this time of year, it’s common to find fog wrapping its cool blanket around the islands in the hauraki gulf. it disrupts our commute and makes the trip longer, but it’s beautiful to witness. i make time to lift my head from my book and wander around on the upper deck of the ferry, […]
a slow glide through the fog, punctuated by ship horns in conversation on ferries devoid of sight. legions of sea birds drifting together on the water, as if they too were temporarily blinded. the apparitions of buildings, appearing and disappearing. and a surprisingly visceral response to this morning’s commute. +++
utility and subtlety
morning fog, waiheke boating club
