After being out for nigh on an hour, the eastern sky started getting its telltale redness that meant dawn was just minutes away. With the coming light, I could see a faint mist rising up from the marsh. It was this mist that caused our slippery pier boards. Although it could make the walk a bit arduous, the mist is a thing of beauty. It lingers just long enough for the sun to make an appearance. Then the mist is gone. Our foggy days, on the other hand, sometimes last for days on end and make me long for sunshine.
Once the sun popped out from behind the pines, I headed back to the house. My son, daughter-in-law and grandbaby were heading back to Georgia today and I wanted to spend as much time as possible with them before they left. My misty morning on the Bayou could sort of describe my feelings today...beautiful and happy yet teary. Perhaps the mist was the Bayou shedding a few tears as it bid them farewell. The whole place is sad to see them head home. (BUT! I am looking forward to their next visit perhaps as soon as this summer!)
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