Incoming Fog!

 This past Thursday as I was heading down the pier, the weather decided to pull a fast one on me.  It was a bit unusual as things changed in the snap of a finger.  When I neared the water's edge, the sun was happily rising in the east.  There were a few clouds lingering from overnight which led to hopes of a shower by the end of the day.  With a few more steps,  I noticed that things were starting to change rapidly.  Coming from the east was a massive fog bank.  It rolled across the water at a high pace and was soon enveloping me with its icy, dampness.  Brr! That was some fast moving system.  In less than five minutes, a whiteout fog had taken over the entire Bay.  Fishermen were hidden in the shroud, pelicans took refuge on the pier posts and I shivered as droplets of water started gathering on my face.  

  It gives one a strange feeling, indeed, when the entire world is taken from view in a matter of minutes.  Things become gray and devoid of color. An uneasy feeling comes with the heaviness of the fog.  Birds quieten, the breeze comes to a standstill and all hunker down to wait until the morn returns.

  I sat for a moment just enjoying the solitude before my busy day began.  No matter the weather, I still find serenity on the Bayou.