These shots were taken at the beach this morning at about 6am. Foggy summer mornings like this always remind me of summers growing up in Port Townsend. Our "gang" of neighborhood girls often got together for outdoor sleepovers in each other's backyards--and would wake early to clammy fog and dew on our sleeping bags and the "conversations" of foghorns off Pt. Wilson. For once I am not being facetious when I say, "Good times, good times."
