On a recent photo workshop, I was able to concentrate on something that I don't experience everyday:  fog coming in.

I was in St Martins, New Brunswick.  It's a small village on the Bay of Fundy.  What caused me to get out and take some photos was hearing the mournful cry of the foghorn overnight.  I looked out my window and thought it would be a good day to experience Wabi Sabi photography.

The fog was coming in.  The coolness on my skin felt good in the early morning.  There was dew on the grass.

Quietly. I enjoyed the moment through all of my senses.

Then I continued to walk and watch the scenery transform as the fog moved from the Bay of Fundy to where I was walking.   You can barely see the shoreline as the wave breaks, with the fog muting anything that you can see in the background.

PAD August 4 Fog at the Beach

Or just the beach and a wall of fog over the water.

Near the harbor area, the entryway to the Bay also had a light fog.

PAD August 4 Fog in the St Martins Harbor

My walk continued and I was able to see the currents coloring the bay.

The fog was lifting somewhat so you could see further out into the Bay.

And on my return, I was able to see that the Kayak adventure was setting up for the day.

I appreciate the ability to start the day with the mournful cry of the foghorn and the appreciate of scenes that I don't have a chance to see in my everyday life.  What a delightful experience at St Martins on the Bay of Fundy in New Brunswick.