Scene in Edmonds: Marina fog

Peggy Sease says her recent photo of the Edmonds Marina reminds her of this poem:
The fog comes
on little cat feet. 
It sits looking
over harbor and city 
on silent haunches
and then moves on.
     — Carl Sandburg
  1. My husband and I repeat that poem frequently, since we have a big lug of a cat that does NOT come on “little at feet” but sounds more like a lumberjack. Beautiful picture, thank you.

  2. It is nice to see all of the different views of Edmonds. Being a late in the day photographer, my day had not fog but a colorful sunset without the Sun.

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